I just think that 'animals are living intelligent creatures that have feelings and deserve to be respected' and 'when done properly farming is beneficial to both people and animals and there's nothing wrong with raising and killing animals for food, clothing, and other products' are concepts that very much can and should coexist
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I'm sure this has been talked about plenty but I'm still awestruck at how well Frieren handles Himmel and Frieren's relationship. I have never seen the 'character haunts the narrative' story beat done to such effectiveness.
Frieren's regret is that she didn't know Himmel before he was gone- but he exists in everything Frieren does without her fully realizing it. Frieren is a fundamentally different person and we *know* it is mostly thanks to Himmel's influence. The constant flashbacks, the way in which Frieren's logic and everyday routines have been altered by his memory. She collect spells because he and the others complimented the mundane, random spells she had found. The way that instead of her master, Himmel is the person who the monsters choose to immitate.
The flashbacks too, are so so potent in characterizing who Himmel was- not only in regards to Frieren, but in regards to Himmel as the hero. The person who lead his group to kill the demon king. The person who did everything in his power to help those around him. The person who was so clearly in love with Frieren but understood intimately that Frieren would not love him in the same regard and even worse, would be walking a very long and lonely path.
Hell, it's at the start of every chapter, in which time is only kept by the years before and after Himmel's death.
It all comes back to him, in the end
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Listen, if you were to push Lucifer down on his back, then pin his arms above his head and sit down on his stomach as you smirk down at him, he WILL short circuit so hard that his pride will be temporarily deleted from his brain
For the next century or so, his gaze will continue to hold nothing but complete and utter reverence for You and only You. He will look at You like You are beauty and holiness and perfection incarnate, as if the only purpose of the stars decorating the night sky above—and by extension, the only purpose of the morning star himself—was to bear witness to Your allure and charm. To the brilliance of Your existence
Compared to You, his father has been nothing but a false idol all this time
Also if you lie down on his chest & raise your head just high enough that he can't kiss you he will start to vibrate at 900 miles per hour proof: I'm the skeleton in Luci's room
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I want a morning after AU featuring Tim and Damian awkward and devastating meeting for breakfast at Kent Farm
Imagine the horror of knowing exactly what your brother was doing with his own superboy and being aware that he knows what you did to yours as well. At least at the manor they could easily avoid each other and pretend they didn't know, but with Ma's orders to eat like a family at the table, that was impossible. Both Tim and Damian are sure they are going to die.
Not Kon and Jon tho, they're having a hearty conversation over bacon and eggs like any other day
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the theory that blue doesn't mind being on cleaning duty he's just annoyed that he has to work with shadow (who probably doesn't do any work)
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Random idea while I'm currently sleep deprived and don't know what to label:
The Ghost would love you like a dog.
Always at your shadow, following you, guarding you. At least he can do that right, good for something, big dumb brute that he is, baring his teeth and growling for you, tearing out throats for you just for a scrap of affection.
Ghost would love you like a dog.
Waiting by the door, by the foot of the bed, by your side, and hoping, silently, that you'll get lonely enough to invite him up. And he'll take care not to show his eagerness, not to be too exited and overplay his hand.
Simon Riley would love you like a dog.
Like his rotten canines are falling out, panting and drooling and messy, desperately to leave marks on you. Because he's a Riley. Everything he's ever loved left bite marks on him. And he'll be dammed if he let's the world take away you too.
Simon would love you like a dog.
You could stab him. Kill him.
Burry his body in the cemetery as a sacrificial lamb, so you aren't forced to linger when you pass.
And he'd forgive you.
Dogs are like that.
Loyal.
Dead dogs are just happy your hand is holding the knife.
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