#unbreakable mind

[0vergrowngraveyard]

when your brother who you haven’t seen in years has a whole other family by the time you reunite

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

At your side [End of Season 2]

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[momhowell]

dan desperately trying to give phil an existential crisis by quoting camus at him -- unstoppable force meets immovable object

[chloesimaginationthings]

She never kept the same address,,

[beetlethinking]

Can u do a Mikitaka por favor? 🥺🙏🏻💚

Meepytaka….

[nekolikedacat]

it just kinda.. hits him one day yk

[sableeira]

I feel like we deserve a “Dazai, Chuuya, age Seventeen” light novel as compensation for everything that happened during Meursault.

[myymi]

the headcanon of sonic not being able to cook to save his life is so funny but im too attached to him being an amazing cook because he forced himself to learn it for tails

[fruchtfleisch-art]

Nasty hand man has another birthday! I've been drawing Kira at various ages this month, because I have a disease. He would be 59 this year if he was real... imagine...

I was nice and drew him in his mid-fifties for this instead. I think he would be a horribly cranky supervisor who hates his responsibilities, but is too seasoned to stay at the lowest rung of the corporate ladder... not a bully, and not terrible to work with, but you definitely get the feeling he would rather be home watching his shows. Where is that quiet life he wanted </3 try blowing another person up, buddy, that will ease your burgeoning arthritis for sure </3

[0vergrowngraveyard]

willl we ever get a continuation of that one art where werehog sonic hurt his lil bro on accident? Is tails alright? Did the werehog ever forgive himself?? werehog bad??? werehog monster???? Pwease 🙏

uh this was posted a while ago so this is the post in question

tails is fine lol

on the other hand, werehog is not-

[phalangemedes]

I kept this in my drafts cause I was gunna expand on it, but I dunno if I need to. Either way, I thought it was interesting that the refugee trio from Canaan are all just different aspects of Grief represented through the kaleidoscope of their personhood. Because mourning is a spectrum, no more or less vivid for the death being metaphorical or literal, and there’s been some weird hot takes that more or less emotive grieving is ‘strange’ or whatever, so, onward!

Judith is unable to feel her own emotions (or at least with any depth) because she's made herself an emotional void, due to training (Cohort AND Second expectations), repression and losing Marta. She was already constipated and that tipped her over to cutting her own throat so she’d emotionally starve.

The last emotive thing she had was oh captain my captain levels of obsession for the woman that rejected her romantically, DUTY, and with equal verve the self loathing for wanting that.

(Also she was being medically maltreated by BoE and then used as a Duracell so y'know, you can not like the woman for being an unsympathetic hypocrite but also, rough ol' time for Jodypops)

Corona has used the flamboyance of her emotions as a manipulation tactic since she was like.. 5 and oops it suddenly stopped working! The tits, the smiles and the twinkly eyes have no effect in camo land, if anything, they are tired of her shit and only “warm up” to her when she starts submitting to them in ways they understand (Re: BoE are a hierarchy and she is Not the top rung). She's also grieving Ianthe not wanting her (worse, choosing BABS) and failing to throw her Pretty Girl weight around as much as she used to, whilst cosplaying a Cav to feel worth something (habitual, comforting).

On top of that, she’s bouncing from pillar to post in an attempt to be desired because her worth is locked up in other’s perception of her. (She fails so hard to connect with anyone she starts chatting up G2deon's corpse like.. It's SAD even if she's Tridentarii heinous (affectionate insult))

And Camilla is forcing herself not to feel because she doesn't have time for a breakdown. She's tick listing how to “make things right” through torture (shock bracelet) being used as a means of coercion for Judith (also torture) having what was left of Pal taken away from her (I mean this literally and figuratively, because his skull, then hand, are hope AND HIM) ((likewise the BETRAYAL from a necro and a cav about it)) and being denied doing GOOD (denial of treatment of Judith). I think honestly she reacts the most MUNDANELY, by just... powering through, keeping busy, not thinking about it because then it'll be real.

And she doesn't let herself break until Paul, because she’s still trying to fix everything until the very moment it’s un-fixable. (And in some ways Palamedes takes the burden of it for her, by giving her the choice, the "it's okay, now, you can feel". All that time, bottling the HURT because she has to be useful because if she's not useful what's left? It's the vice of grief as you excuse yourself from the young woman you're caring for, it's locking the bathroom door, sitting in the bath and your body betraying you with the mother and fucker of a panic attacks. It's getting punched in the solar plexus because you turned around to make a comment and not only is that person gone, but they aren’t coming back.

None of them are any more or less tragic, but they are all acceptable and staggeringly normal forms of grieving.

[qcoded]

GAHHH I FORGOT WHO POSTED THESE PANELS it was someone here 😭 But seeing this made me imagine that sometimes, when Sonic and Tails eat together, they feed each other

Like Tails offers some of his food to Sonic and just lets him bite it off the fork, or Tails casually takes a sip from something Sonic's drinking 🥲🥲 I DON'T KNOW MAN I THINK IT FITS, gives them that feel of them being so comfortable and casual with each other, even when it comes to food

[mossbutnot]

Rohan Kishibe 🤯 HEAVEN’S DOOR, REMOVE HIS ABILITY TO C—

[tornado1992]

Tails is not a big fan of clothing.

But, he’s also not a big fan of Sonic forbidding him from using black hoodies, besides the fact that it’s an oddly specific prohibition (like what’s with the sudden interest in clothes?) there’s also the fact that Sonic didn’t exactly tell him why and just said something along the lines of “black is not your color”. Well first of all, RUDE, he would look so cool in black!, and second of all, who does he think he is? Sure he’s his big brother but not his boss, he’s the boss! He’s eight years old, he can wear whatever he wants!

So he might have just bought some black hoodies on purpose and he might be planning on wearing one today just to spite Sonic (this will show him, he does look good in black! Even if he never actually wears it…).

He usually arrives to Tails’ workshop at… 1 minute from now (oops, well, time flies when you’re scheming odd ways to annoy your big bro, time to shine, he only has 30 seconds left!), putting on the hoodie that quickly comes with the price of messing his bangs upwards instead of the looseness they usually show, oh well, doesn’t matter, maybe the new hairstyle would look good with the new clothes! He could even try and put on some metal accesories later, maybe something to make his tails look cooler.

He can hear jumpy and joyful steps as the front door opens rapidly behind him, Tails turns and puts on the biggest smirk he can manage, preparing multiple comebacks for anything the speedster could say about his new look, but when his sight reaches his big brother he notices there’s no annoyance surrounding him, not a bit of anger, and not a drop of amusement, all he can see in those emerald eyes is shock, before is evolved to confusion, just to be replaced by a pure sight of fear and something so much alike sorrow,.

Tails gasps to the sudden reaction, he was expecting Sonic to mock him for his wardrobe choice, not for him to freeze dead on his tracks without a word, not for him to just stare at him, and certainly he wasn’t expecting the upcoming tears he could see forming in his brother’s eyes.

Sonic stays still, looking at Tails as if it wasn’t him in that black hoodie, almost as if he was an alucination, a dream or even a ghost, just seeing right through him. Tails himself stays frozen while looking everywhere for the cause to his brother’s sudden change of attitude, he isn’t sure if he’s looking at the same Sonic he knows through those glassy eyes.

There’s hesitation in Sonic’s steps when he walks towards him, slowly, as if expecting the kit to disappear if he moved too fast, not that he noticed, he was far too busy thinking of a way to chase away his brother’s tears, and just as Tails turned his sight back at him he found his cheek being cupped by the hedgehog’s trembling hand, his sorrowful gaze directed to the kit’s face while he rubbed the fur on his muzzle, with such gentleness, as if he was holding the worlds most fragile, precious gem, a new softer touch finding its way to his bangs, putting them back to the usual style.

Sonic wasn’t one to show such direct affection, at least not in physical form, even if he was acting strangely clingier this past few days since the battle in the mountain… this was a whole new level, and Tails is not one to deny any of his brother’s limited edition physical affection acts; the last time Sonic held him like this they were far more younger, Tails being way more tinier, not even tall enough to reach and look straight into Sonic’s eyes, but that wasn’t a problem then, Sonic made sure to carry him so he was close enough for their foreheads to touch, that had been for special occasions though, for when one of them (mostly Tails) needed it, wether it’d be because of sadness, fear, sorrow, or a dreadful combination of all.

Apparently Sonic needed it this time, because the warmth of the hedgehog’s forehead against his wasn’t a memory anymore.

Yeah, Tails won’t be wearing that black hoodie again anytime soon.

[vasira96]

can't stop daydreaming about a soulslike zelda game yall i'm so normal about this

[spenglerstwinkie]

LMFAOOO