#sad character

[danineedshelp]

sad face :[

my boy jax thought the whole fandom wouldn't notice lol

P.S those squares in his eyes though give more expression than his face☠️🥲

Also what's with that black dot? or am I seeing things

[its-prachi]

My poor cuppy :(

[unsightlymuse]

You’re Odysseus, of course you have divinely-induced trauma and epithets.

[anretoga]

Relationship are such that if one person changes the relationship changes

But things are stronger when they were broken

[cannondisabledcharacters]

Today's disabled character of the day is Ranja from Dragens Øye, who has social anxiety, chronic pain, an unspecified chronic illness, and scarring on her chest

Requested by Anon

[Image Description: Drawing of a woman in the woods, she has pointy elf like ears. She has long brown hair and brown eyes. She has a scar on the left side of her chest. She is wearing a white tank top and black undershirt. She has a medium dark skin tone.]

[moonmerkee]

[fairchildsbett]

cüneyd güneş | BLUE (cc for eng subs)

“you were born reaching for your mother’s hands, victim of your father’s plans to rule the world”... 

[home-for-artists]

Step-parents.

Can we talk about step-parents?

Moreover, I want to write about them. And read about them.

Write about good step-parents, nice, awesome step-parents that absolutely can't be hated. And to top it off, they are so very stubborn. They don't give up. Show their willingness and eagerness to take the child and adopt them, love the child like their own, and care for them.

But the child is reluctant to accept them because the child has always seen their mum and dad together and don't want to accept anyone else.

They take this frustration out in the form of hatred. Rude behaviour. Glares. Scowls. And they don't just feel overwhelmed with this new development in their lives, they feel just—upset, you know—because their mum or dad—whoever is present, is not focusing to them so much now.

It's breaking their heart, and inside themselves they grow a bitter resentment.

But leaving that aside, write about step-parents. And step-children.

Write about imperfect, changing families. Write about growing up and growing apart, write about the uncertainties, the trust issues.

Write about families who were broken, and then were glued back together by the adults in hopes of finding fulfilment again, to fill the dull ache in their chests.

Write about the child still meeting their biological parents whom the don't live with anymore.

Write about awkward conversations, teary hellos and teary goodbyes.

But also write about letting go.

[feefal]

Baked with love, doomed for compost :’(

[2dreamee]

Demona having a break down

The room was crowded as sweaty bodies bumped and ground against one another, the loud music and over-stimulating party lights surrounded me… I felt lost, like swimming in an endless sea of sweat and drugs as people freely used their abilities around me, their voices loud as my eyes glowed white feeling every version of myself hit at that moment letting out *a gasp as I felt the euphoria of my soul and body separate letting myself finally flow with the music, moving my body with the others on the dance floor just another breathing corpse laying their body to waste to the music. 

I just wanted to forget, forget everything that happened so far, forget my father, forget my siblings forget my boyfriend or ex-boyfriend at this point. I wanted everything to fade away at this moment maybe I'd regret it in the morning but right now I just wanted to get away… and that was when the tears started and god did that, knock me back to reality as I stumbled off the dance floor skipping to the head of the line for the girl's bathroom. 

Staring at my horrid state in the disgusting mess that is a public restroom I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the girl who starred back, someone I'd never seen before her hair a mess, glittery makeup smeared with tears making her face look as though it was glowing her eyes dilated from her high at this moment I felt something id never felt before… perfection in all that madness I smiled maybe it was real, maybe it was fake. But I know for that split second I felt happiness true happiness. 

And so I laughed. I laughed so hard I choked and laughed some more as I felt my tears (as painful as they were to let out) fall like blades cutting into my eyes and cheek I didn't care who witnessed and I doubt they gave a shit. My body slid onto the dirty floor like a bag of bricks, i sobbed alone and laughed at my predicament i mean I wonder how this would look on the news “Student in top 1% of HAL–O caught doing drugs in a club” how scandalous and that made me laugh some more. 

I don't know when but at some point I was picked up and brought into a car and from then I blacked…

[bixels]

The final TF2 issue really got to me. Spoilers, but it’s the reveal that all of this suffering and murder and war over gravel and shitty land was for nothing but senseless, bottomless hatred. That the administrator can’t even remember where this revenge plot started as she flashes through different false memories of her parents’ deaths. There was never a tragic backstory or justification, only terrible people doing despicable things. And despite how crass and stupid and unserious TF2 is, the story subverts every expectation by showing the survivors and inheritors willingly breaking the cycle. Ms. Pauling lies to the administrator and chooses not to save her, and finally lets her die. (Hurts even more if you read into the subtext that Ms. Pauling is in love with the administrator.) She lets the final cache of Australium go and walks away from the burden and legacy of a century-old bloodfeud. Hale lets Gray’s daughter go and live her life freely. Spy is the first to arrive at Scout’s house and meet his big family, finally takes off his mask, and helps with the kids. Even Merasmus exhaustedly makes peace with himself and Soldier and chooses not to curse him or something. There’s nothing to finish, no promises to keep, and no one to avenge. The only thing to do is break the cycle and walk away.

It feels odd how happy and warm everything is, but it feels so right and earned. These bloodthirsty, awful, violent men were expendable cogs in a machine of endless violence, and they found a way out. It’s a genuinely great message about letting go the past that burdens you and finding the will and a way to hit the bricks, change, and be happy. Maybe they don’t technically deserve happiness, but they’ve got it nonetheless, and they’re not gonna let it go to waste. They’re still all crazy and violent, but on their own terms now and with people who love them! Smiles.

[frostedpuffs]

HAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[anemicjellyfish]

It's so important to me that Stolas got to make this choice.

Yes, he's dealing with a lot. He lost everything he had. But it was finally his choice.

Stolas never got to make choices for himself. He didn't get to choose the person he married. And he didn't get to choose to be a father.

As much as he deeply loves Octavia, it wasn't his choice (in any way) that she was born.

Stolas made his first real choice in life.

For all the consequences that choice brought, he chose love.

[novelconcepts]

Rio is gonna be so pissed that she hunted her situationship for centuries, finally got her to surrender to her kiss, gave her a truly lovely little burial—

—and Agatha promptly figures out how to become a ghost fourteen seconds later.

[craftbadger]

I don’t know who needs to hear this, but if you’re at a low point:

If you were a fictional man right now, there would be *at least* ten people if not a large portion of the fanbase that would call you their wet beast poor little meow meow

[cannondisabledcharacters]

Today’s disabled character of the day is The Knife from Later Alligator, who is visually impaired and has social anxiety

Requested by Anon

[Image Description: Drawing of a dark green anthropomorphic alligator man. He has short black hair and his right eye is black. He is wearing a brown coat, white undershirt with black stripes, and black eye patch over his left eye.]