#you can let go
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bigevildoeeyes · 6 months ago
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so obsessed with how for all the possibilities of authentic selfhood immortality captures, it is itself still just an opportunity. time may buy you the capacity to reflect but personal realization is a difficult chosen effort, and what is time but a currency you must learn how to spend for it means little as is? what is armand but a child who never learned how, and 500 years later still abides by the values he internalized as a mortal
armand's entire identity and self worth is founded on being useful and desirable, so young and beautiful he was. then he aged out of his youth and his desirability became less innate, became created in identifying desire and molding to it.
when he says "I'm the quiet you've been longing for" he identifies himself As Death because if he himself is not whats desired, then he'll manipulate into existence a desire which he can become. malik and luke, people who want to live! will be made to seek death, seek armand, and they are going to make the decision that they want this. because when they beg for death it's armand they will reach to
and in the end its essentially the same, sex, submission, domination, death, all of these wanted roles armand can step into which in turn make him wanted. who cares about the validity of the desire, because in the end armand is needed and able to provide. armand who learned himself as a vessel to satisfy others and spends 500 years recreating instead of questioning because time is just a series of choices offered and armand lives to serve, he's the very best and its what he's good for.
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shanaraharlyah · 8 months ago
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Been stuck in my head all day
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bookiezzz · 6 months ago
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arguing with dsmp fans is a competitive sport actually and im winning
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mio-nika · 1 year ago
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Hot take.
The main reason why people hate MatPat. Is not because he's a bad person or whatever.
Is that the hign number of people are having a quite toxic. Almost like parasocial relationship with their favourite media. So if someone says something stupid or wrong about it, they flip out.
Which is like...
Get Well Soon
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feralchaton · 1 year ago
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lunaprimera · 2 years ago
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tawnysoup · 1 month ago
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Finally now that the comic is fully public on comicfury, I get to share it with all of you here, too <3
If you enjoyed, please consider supporting by buying a PDF of the comic on itch.io: https://tawnysoup.itch.io/home-in-the-woods
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sparklejumpropequeer · 1 month ago
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I want to leave. Lands as far as the eye can see are calling for me but I cannot answer.
Here I am, bounded to the earth and to the people around me by a chain of memories. How can you take such a terrifying step and free yourself when the trees you’ve planted together are begging and begging for you to stay?
I cannot leave. This chain is too long, too heavy and too rusted to be cut off, and I know I will be stuck to it forever.
And yet when I close my eyes, the floor beneath me feels new and bare, and I feel the coolness of the soft earth and its freeing. I can run, I can be wild and I can be free, and suddenly I’m running, sprinting, near galloping and the wind perfectly moves me and I can finally let go.
I forget about the trees we planted. The ones whose shadow was so large it darkened the day, the ones that were once rooted in goodwill, but the ones which now wither.
The echoes of the trees slowly have gotten quieter and quieter, the roots fall apart, the trunk cannot hold. But I don’t turn back.
The light of the new day motivates me. The smooth grass does not cling to my feet, it only pushes me.
As I sprint, the warmth gets stronger, and my entire body escapes the feeling of coldness. I am free. I am warm and I am free.
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youthofpandas · 8 months ago
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What’s up with how the dunmeshi fandom just lies about this kind of stuff all the time. It is easily confirmable information that it was a monthly series, something incredibly common in the industry.
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A not weekly magazine schedule is literally common !! Especially in the seinen shoujo and josei demographics, sometimes monthly, sometimes biweekly, sometimes every two months, sometimes seasonal! Please stop lying about how Dunmeshi was some special unique creation that defies all standards of manga just to hype it up because it is so clear that every single one of these comparisons is centered around Weekly Shonen Jump (and understand that SJ has many magazines under its brand that are monthly or semimonthly). Not everything is WSJ and it needs to stop being the only point of reference in conversations like this 🤧
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ayyy-pee · 3 months ago
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waking up freezing and shivering, teeth chattering every night because your husband is a blanket hog. you know it's not on purpose. he just can't help it. doesn't even know he does it most times. you'd think after years together you'd be used to it, but waking up curled into the fetal position as you try to retain even a smidge of warmth is something you don't think you'll ever adjust to.
so you reach behind you, feeling your spouses large form wrapped snug as a bug in your shared blanket and you grip onto the fabric. you pull as hard as you can but you don't manage to move him even an inch. you try once more...same result.
"ken..." you whisper, wrapping your arms around yourself. no response. "kento..."
he doesn't budge. you're tempted to just get up and go grab another blanket, but your husband, despite his seriousness, can get quite pouty when you do that. so you tap him hard instead sure to jab him in the spot you know is his most sensitive. this seems to do the trick as he grunts in response.
"I'm cold," you tell nanami and he sits up quickly, realizing what he's done. his pajama top hangs off one shoulder. his blonde hair is pointing every which way and sleep is heavy on his eyelids, threatening to weigh him down again any minute.
"I'm sorry, love," nanami speaks, voice rough and deep with exhaustion, but the sincerity in his apology clear.
then he's throwing the blanket back over you both. only he adds in a little extra warmth as he wraps his arm around your waist and throws a large leg over your body.
nanami buries his face in your neck, adjusting himself so that he can be as close to you as possible. only a few seconds pass before you hear his light snoring behind you. and you know the warmth you feel is from more than just his touch.
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canonkiller · 1 year ago
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but you can't keep holding on like this.
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demaparbat-hp · 3 months ago
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He truly did.
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ladysatoru · 7 months ago
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Honestly, no one is doing it like Vinsmoke Sanji. He's royalty. He's homeless. He's a convicted criminal. He is a damsel in distress. He's a knight in shining armor. He takes down the Government at 10 am then makes a Bouchée à la reine from scratch at 11. He has the empathy of a buddhist monk in the Himalayas. He will beat up a 90 year old. He has never given a fuck, he cant sleep at night cz of how much he cares. He is a ballerina. He sets his legs on fire. He is a slut. He is a virgin. He is a feminist He is a pervert. He's a fashion icon. He wears Alexander McQueen suits to the beach. He has never known happiness. God has personal beef with him.
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eydilily · 3 months ago
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would you bite the hand that feeds you?
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themilkiestbread · 19 days ago
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my thoughts during the 3.0 quest
also phaidei nation where you at???? did not expect to ship these two so hard but they're giving me so much brainrot we love our dumb jock rival boyfriends
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