the world tried to burn all the mercy out of me but you know i wouldnt let it. the world tried to burn all the mercy out of me but you know i wouldnt let it. the world tried to burn all the mercy out of me but you know i wouldnt let it. the world tried to burn all the mercy out of me but you know i wouldnt let it. the world tried to burn all the mercy out of me but you know i wouldnt let it. the world tried to burn all the mercy out of me but you know i wouldnt let it. the world tried to burn all the mercy out of me but you know i wouldnt let it.
holy shit watching ruby manipulate sam in 4x09 is fucking heartbreaking.
this boy just lost his brother half a year ago. he’s drunk 24/7, an emotional wreck, suicidal, driven by anger and guilt, and constantly burdened with the fact that he INDIRECTLY KILLED the most important person in his life who is now BURNING IN HELL.
he just tried to offer his own soul to take dean’s place and was told that it wasn’t worth anything. he spends his nights in abandoned buildings because being in a motel without dean probably hurts too much. he is literally at rock bottom. he’s willing to die to bring dean back. hell, he’s willing to die just to avenge him. he’s in so much damn pain that he’s ACTIVELY trying to kill himself.
and ruby comes onto him? tells him how good she can make him feel, that she can make him feel better, that he just has to trust her. and he says NO. he says, i can’t, and pushes her away not once but TWICE. but ruby just keeps pushing. guilt trips him again. asks him if its so bad because she’s a demon, and sam must think, hell, i’m a demon too, i’m a monster, i killed my own brother, i’m worse than her.
even dean could see that this was manipulation. and sam immediately played the “but it’s okay because she saved my life”. and knowing how their relationship with ruby ends… man it hurts. it really hurts.
sam winchester has had his head fucked with so goddamn often and i don’t know how he even has it on straight anymore.
dany was so broken in agot, physically and mentally. she was ready to kill herself to escape drogo. her childhood had been a long unfortunate series of running away from the alleged monsters that killed her family and left her exiled and desperately trying to appease her abusive brother/guardian.
but then, after she's resolved herself to suicide, she has a dream. and then, she starts to notice the beauty in the new world around her. how the dothraki grass sea swallowed her up, the new sights and sounds and smells all around. she found solace in the people, she ate with them, learned their language in a matter of months, enjoyed their food. felt freer in dothraki riding clothes than in the fine silks ilyrio had dressed her up in.
I'm still deeply touched everytime I read about dany giggling, joking around, moving forward, hugging her friends, leading, and fighting after enduring so much. it's not about her being right in everything she does or everything ending well for her. she went through hell, was already going through it before the series even started, and she kept going. she grows and fights and fucks and laughs and cries and rages. she falls and she gets right back up again.
dany is ready to end her own life. the next day, she notices how pretty the sky is. she learns a few more dothraki words everyday and starts to connect more with those around her. she tries some new foods and starts to feel more comfortable on her horse.
the dragon dream certainly did Something to dany - a scarlet and black dragon (drogon, balerion come again) baptizing her in flame. scouring her, tempering her, making her clean. after this, dany makes the quiet choice to live. there is no grand revelation, no "i want to live!" monologue. she simply starts to notice the beauty in the world she's traveling through, the loyalty and easy comradery in her companions, the tasty food and comfortable clothes. dothraki smells, horse smells. riding leather, painted vests, the gently singing bells braided through hair. dany chooses life everytime she giggles, everytime she tries a new food or convinces her friends to try one, everytime she stops to stare at a pretty sight.
she was ready to choose death and she chose life. when her entire world had narrowed to the scope of her pain, to the strength of her abusers, to the golden collar drogo had put around her neck - she still chose life. and just like that, her world expanded and she could see all that was worth living for.
im so fucking sick of seeing jude depicted as a thin ass woman like NO.
it's stated multiple times through out the books that not only is she muscular because of all her swordfighting training but she also doesn't have that thin frame and that is exactly what sets her apart from the fae (and part of what makes her beautiful to cardan like hellooooo?). she has curves and muscle and scars. all of that is so so so important to her character.
the internet has rotted people's brains so badly about ages....shubble posted a super super cute photo of herself since it was her birthday and said she turned 29! and theres a few people in the replies who are like...trying to compliment her I guess but they're like "omg you look so good, how are you almost 30?"
like idk how to tell you this. but women don't just shrivel up and die the moment they turn 30 (or 29 for that matter) 😭😭😭
i wrote this as a joke because I wanted to strangle a guy watching tiktoks without headphones on the bus, but im genuinely disturbed that we've gotten to a point where convenience comes first. and it depresses me even more that its used to justify and monetize greed
i think sometimes about how the heaviest element a star can synthesize without going supernova is iron, and how when a star's core reaches iron it cant burn any longer
anyway take this intensely self indulgent chapter 18 fanart, kendal is from @comicaurora, the only thing ive read that consistently inspires me to draw full color pieces
since ive already been pretty open about this and im not afraid to whack a hornets nest i'll go ahead and say it: if you were raising a kid in a pseudo-apocalyptic setting and then you found out that said kid was going to be the one to defeat the eldritch god that you have tried to defeat for half your lifetime and could never manage. that she was going to FACE that eldritch god it was prophesied. you would teach her how to defend herself and how to fight. like god i am not saying hero's trauma from it wasn't justified because i do think the twins took it too far but the initial process of training her makes so much more sense if you approach it at the angle of "this kid is going to do something we've been trying to do since we were twelve and couldn't manage and we might not even be there to help her so we have to make sure she doesn't die in the process" and not "we're going to make her fix our mistakes" it makes sense. goes along with lark's running theme of not being strong enough in the moments that matter and wanting to make sure nobody else ever feels as helpless as he did when walter was injured. goes along with sparrow desperately tempting fate with normal's name- not because normal was an accident, but because sparrow never wanted to lose even one kid to the doodler and it was a fervent, desperate wish to let normal get to be normal