#this is such a bleak ending

[togairaa]

I keep getting disappointed with each new chapter, and I get my hopes up for the next one, but it hits a new low

[tariah23]

The manga industry, especially JUMP, needs to hurry up and do away with weekly scheduling for mangaka. There needs to better regulations put into place for their health and safety because this is pitiful. Two weeks - monthly updates should’ve already been the standard for the manga industry at this point. These money grabbers will only continue to put the lives of these artists at stake for the sake of capitalism unless some serious changes are implemented.

[beatsheetromanroy]

potentially very divisive opinion but i would rather take alive and non canon destiel than reciprocation in heaven. i don’t want this story to end in death i don’t want the so called happy ending if it’s not on earth do you hear me andrew dabb!!!!! do you hear me!!

[smilepaint]

finally watched i saw the tv glow and. ouch. oof. ouch! "you wont even remember that you're dying". the brief lapses into realisation and then back into denial. the way time is handled. "there is still time"... this is the first time ive been presented with the deep, soul crushing horror of what if you DON'T transition??? what if you stay like this, forever? aren't you dying, all the time, stuck this way? are you already dead? absolutely sick of being fed the "horrors" of transition by cis people, transition is scary sure, but the scariest thing imaginable to me is thinking about a reality where i am still trapped in a coffin and slowly suffocating. that felt like a unique kind of stomach turning cautionary tale and i hope whoever needs to see it can dig themselves out soon

[getougender]

actually i am now actively rooting for jjk bad end. not necessarily a total loss, but like. pyrrhic victory. god can u imagine. yuuji and everyone else vs sukuna and megumi seizes control at the last moment before he dies in front of yuuji in a reflection of the cursed womb arc. curses still exist. yuuji winds up as one of the last surviving members of his generation, detested by the higher-ups but respected by his peers, and takes up a mentorship role. not as a teacher and not a complete loose cannon, but something between nanami and yuki. he exorcises curses and protects people—civilians and young sorcerers alike—where he can, but it’s like he said: he’s a cog. it’s his job. the cycles. The Cycles.

[straight-to-the-pain]

I’ve been thinking about how often we see stories about people getting out of an awful situation and being surrounded with support and care and getting to move on and recover.

But what if they don’t. They’ve spent god knows how long in their own personal hell, captivity, torture, isolation. For what felt like an eternity, they held onto the idea of finally being freed, rescued, released. And one day it just happens. Political pressure, a hostage exchange, a rescue. Whatever happens, one day they’re just free.

But they come home and everything’s different. They never had a huge network to begin with, and now the people who still care just don’t know how to deal with them and their trauma. It’s all too much. They’re not the person they used to be, the person their friends used to love.

Sure, they’ve been given medical treatment for their obvious wounds but the doctors just don’t seem to understand them when they say that there’s a pain that never quite goes away. They’ve had the mandatory counselling, but the therapist’s empty platitudes made them feel all the more disconnected from their reality.

For so long, they waited for this. But now it feels like their past is an impossible weight on their chest, never letting them move forward. People tell them that they have their future ahead of them, but they can’t help but wonder if they should have just died there.

[crehador]

i feel like this moment was kind of glossed over (in part because of tl issues but also in part because forget me not just didn't really react to it lmao)

but i'm obsessed with how x set up a rube goldberg machine that ended with hot tea being poured on forget me not's head

and they even released this official sticker

[saucefunk]

adam saw really is one of my favourite characters. stuck in a vicious feedback loop of isolation and self hatred, unfulfilled days trapped in a box not unlike the one you wake up chained in.

you want to die, right? here’s the opportunity- stuck between a bath and a hard place and a man you simply have to let pull the trigger. it’s scary to have to open up or rely on someone, let alone comfort a half-stranger unravelling before you… but maybe that’s what you were missing, a shoulder to lean on, perhaps you can learn to live again- reaffirm with an ‘are we going to be okay?’

but you’re still in a saw movie, and someone has to pull the trigger.

[stevebabey]

“Well,” Eddie mutters, more to himself. He rolls his shoulders back to shake his nerves and grips the rope of sheets in his hands tighter. “Here goes nothing.”

He tosses the rope up, aiming for the centre of the gate and just when he thinks it’s too short of a throw—that it will just fall back to the ground in a pathetic heap—something catches.

The sheets twist and then suddenly go taut, strung out through the middle of the gate, pulled by gravity in either direction.

Eddie huffs a relieved laugh, grinning up at the ceiling. He turns to look over his shoulder and Steve’s staring at the gate, green eyes wide and quizzical.

“Dude,” He says, taking another step so he’s shoulder to shoulder with Eddie. He peers forward, gaze trailing up the rope and seeing just what Eddie's done.

“You made a ladder,” He breathes, awed sounding.

Something warm in Eddie’s chest aches at the sound of Steve’s voice, admiring and directed solely at him. He huffs another laugh, nervous this time, and scratches the back of his neck.

“Wish I could take the credit, Stevie,” The nickname slips out without permission and Eddie catches the way Steve’s attention snaps over to him. “But I only borrowed the idea from Henderson.”

Steve smiles still, nudging Eddie’s shoulder with his own. “You can take a little credit. I won’t tell.”

another excerpt from you're not from around here, are you? final three, coming 31/10 <3 tehe @steddiebang2024

[distant--shadow]

wanting to draw the latest imodna kiss but being overly aware I have drawn so many kisses that I'm basically repeating my lines 🥲

[dimension-20-every-introduction]

Everyone Introduced in Dimension 20's Fantasy High: Junior Year episode 20 (finale)

[goodobservationshirley]

They have scales and tails, Rani. They're not like us.

[uncanny-tranny]

If you mess with somebody's mobility/life-preserving aid and all you got was yelled at by the disabled person in question, just know you got off easy. Fucking with somebody's aid can easily become a matter of life-or-death, so you have to understand why somebody would "lash out" about that.

[goat-boy-sounds]

look. I'm not a tomgreg warrior, but it is FASCINATING to me how I'm seeing people on this site backtrack over the past couple of episodes and say that tomgreg was never supported by the text and nothing's going to happen...................................... I understand that n*c br*un is awful, which is rightfully coloring people's views on greg, but the cognitive dissonance I see occurring is truly something. you're really going to pretend that nero/sporus never happened. that shiv didn't just trip down the stairs. alright. alright. this isn't about shipping culture. it's about basic building blocks of storytelling called "plantings" and "pay-offs." if tomgreg does not get a pay-off (it does not necessarily have to be romantic) after three seasons of set ups and plantings (like the season three finale), I could reasonably claim that is bad writing. the fact that greg only currently exists to be annoying is bad writing. tomgreg warriors were not pulling their material from thin air. their relationship was a weight-bearing pillar of the show's storyline for three seasons. they have always been a part of the "real" plot. get off tumblr and learn media literacy.

[lunar-years]

Thinking about Jamie having his dad in his phone as “Dad” with quotations because he knows he’s never been much of a father and about him watching as Sam talks to his own dad on the phone and Sam is grinning so wide because his Dad is praising him and loving on him and Jamie stands there and knows he’s never, ever going to get that from James. Thinking about how he still goes to Higgins and asks him about his relationship with his own father. Thinking about “I try to love him for who he is and forgive him for who he isn’t.” Thinking about “look Jamie, whoever he may be, he’s your father, and that makes him a VIP!” Thinking that Jamie probably thinks of Higgins as a fundamentally Good Person and he’s trying and clawing so desperately to be a good person, too. Thinking about him wondering if the reason his Dad doesn’t love him is because he’s not a good person. Wondering if he’s incapable of being a good person. Wondering if it’s his dad that’s the problem or him, if it’s really been him along. Thinking about Jamie immediately searching out his father when he steps onto the pitch at Wembley, and letting him into the dressing room afterwards. How probably Higgins’ words are the ones in his head as he nods him in. How James lets Jamie down again–now always forever. How James rags on him in front of the entire team and questions his loyalty to Richmond in front of the entire team and shoves him when his back is turned in front of the entire team. Thinking about Jamie, who fights back and then is visibly shaking in terror afterward. How everyone is so thrown and no one knows what to do with that and so no one does anything except for Beard and Roy. Beard, who tosses James out only to be punished for it after, nearly killed. Roy, who hugs Jamie like he’s maybe understanding him for the first time. Like he can finally, finally see him, only this is the part of himself Jamie never wanted anyone to see. Even Roy. Especially Roy. Thinking about how Jamie hugs him back anyway. Desperately. Like Roy’s the only solid body left on earth. Thinking about how the show moves on and we don’t get to see if Roy took him home after and we don’t get to see how their relationship changed after, if at all, and we don’t get to see anyone–not Ted or the team or Keeley or Higgins or Roy–ask him if he’s okay. How the next time we see Roy with him Roys back to fighting with him and headbutting him. How the narrative moves on like James didn’t come into that locker room and change everything. How James disappears from the story entirely after that until he reappears somewhere in Amsterdam a season later as a phantom still hovering over the scene, over everything. Still haunting Jamie. How Jamie still looks for him in the stands when he walks onto the pitch in Manchester during Mom City. How Jamie can’t shake him and can’t be made free of him and how Higgins’ advice turns into Ted’s advice turns into a voice in Jamie’s head telling him to forgive. “Dad” becomes Dad, no quotations. “Hey. It’s been awhile. I hope you’re okay.” Jamie who tries forgiveness. Jamie who visits his father in rehab. Jamie who’s still trying to be a Good Person and wondering if he’s finally doing it right—

[handweavers]

lets turn this conversation back to asia lmao. i also find it interesting how these terms have shifted here in seasia. grew up pretty much understanding that asians that come here are immigrants while white people that come here are expats, even if the white people give up their citizenship. what i find interesting is that recently there has been a shift, rich people from other asian countries are also being labelled as "exapts" whether or not they plan to migrate back. however the racism still prevails - people who were completely fine with white expats are complaining and protesting about asian expats stealing their jobs. you'll never see a poor asian person get the expat treatment though, even if they are only here to make some money and go back in a few years. there's your nuance random commentor

exactly, like you'll never see an indonesian or filipino woman who comes to work as a maid in malaysia or singapore to make some money and go back in a few years being called an expat, she is always an "immigrant" but a wealthier person from south korea or japan doing white collar work may now be described as an "expat" much like westerners. like you said, white people who immigrate permanently and even take up citizenship are still called "expats" and not "immigrants" because the word "immigrant" has racial and class connotations. my mom is a white canadian who immigrated to malaysia and has had PR for 20+ years but she's only ever called an expat, not an immigrant. whereas my (malaysian indian) dad in canada has held canadian PR for 40+ years and he's only ever been called an immigrant, even though he had no intention of staying permanently.