#rn its Wrong

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

a couple scribbles i cleaned up. also i think i like drawing him in varying states of distress

#i desperately want to know what happened the first time he cried #actually is that something he can do? is he capable of it? #i feel like he wouldn't like it... #since crying is messy and we all know he enjoys/values his appearance greatly #i mean cmon. its an involuntary loss of composure. and especially if he doesnt understand what/why its happening #so in my mind rn hed be idk... kinda desperate to stop crying & act fine? #HES SO FASCINATING. WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM <3 #many things probably! #what to do when you're a puppet created as a blank slate while everyone around you already Knows Shit and Understands Feelings #scribble salad #welcome home #welcome home puppet show #welcome home fanart #welcome home wally #wally darling #i know there's a lot of Head Empty jokes abt him #but honestly he gives the vibes of thinking constantly #always absorbing information and considering and learning and Forming Opinions #he LOOKS head empty. but he isnt. #i just cant imagine him never not Thinking #unless he really is head empty in which case. good for him. i support him no matter what. hes just like me<3

[twow]

i didn't have super high hopes for the barbie movie going into complex feminism and political issues or anything considering its made by mattel but the right-wing and male reaction honestly had me really hopeful that i was wrong and that the barbie movie is trying to say something radical. and then i saw the movie and its just like. the most basic boring surface-level feminism movie ever. the most political thing they say is that women have it really rough under the patriarchy which like. yeah obviously. its also extremely nice to men like its clear that the kens turn bad not out of malice but misguidance and ryan gosling ken gets whole musical numbers and a whole arc about finding himself and getting to know ken w/o barbie. even the all-male leadership at mattel is depicted as well-meaning albeit buffoonish at times. so the fact that men and right wing audiences are claiming that the movie is anti-men or is this super radical film is just. incredibly sad to me. like even a movie this non-political with such surface-level corporate feminism is offensive to you? and even the leftists are acting like its revolutionary somehow. if your boyfriend didnt realize how bad women have it before seeing the fucking barbie movie you need to get a new boyfriend. idk. its just disappointing all around to see something as basic as "women have it rough" treated like its a revolutionary concept and it makes me genuinely despair for the future of women that the barbie movie is the most feminism some people have been exposed to. and even that little amount is too much for some people.

#don't get me wrong i really liked the movie it was a fun watch even if it didnt live up to my expectations feminisn-wise but god. #its crazy to me to see the reactions. #really goes to show the desolate state of our political landscape rn. i swear we are going backwards

[dandelion-roots]

[ID: a digital redraw of the scene where chuuya shoots dazai in the shoulder. on the top of the drawing is chuuya holding a guy to dazai's head in the red and grey hallways of the prison. on the bottom of the drawing is dazai's pained face. the gunshot is shown stylistically as hectic lines behind his bloody shoulder. over the image is half a quote from goncharov that reads 'if we really were in love you wouldn't have missed.' the signature says dandelion-roots. end ID]

This quote from Goncharov (1973) in relation to soukoku has been haunting me from before I even got to that scene in the anime (the full thing is: Katya- Of course we're in love, that's why I tried to shoot you/ Goncharov- If we really were in love you wouldn't have missed). Violence as a tool for communicating emotions, especially love and hatred, especially love and hatred makes me go feral- how could I not think of the iconic quote that says that katya's miss was a sign of a lack of love/a fake love when chuuya didn't miss? Just... losing it over here.

#bsd #bsd s5 #bungou stray dogs #soukoku #soukoku fanart #bungou stray dogs season 5 #bsd spoilers #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #not to tell on myself but i just realized that i. used the wrong screenshot as ref JKDSKDJKDJ i have too many saved. its fine. u get it #just saying it in case anyone was confused #goncharov #also just to be clear if someone didnt understand the caption- i used the quote to be the opposite of what was happening #not to describe what was happening in the scene or to imply that chuuya later not killing dazai was him 'missing' #i get VERY specific imagery in my mind and i disregard everything else #and i do it in the way that would be incredibly confusing to most ppl at first glance. such is the world #im not wordy rn i cant fully describe my feral state after finishing bsd earlier today or this thing. hope u enjoy it anyway! #it was rly fun to do a screenshot redraw the bsd animation crew is so freaking talented and i got to see which colours they used where #i changed them bcs they wouldnt been too desaturated but lots of blues in the bg! colour theory babyyy #and got to play around w csp! fun fun been so long since ive done digital art

[silverskye13]

random thought, but i had a vivid image of, if helsknight and welsknight ever saw each other without armor (or just helsknight out of his armor tbh), helsknight showing welsknight the scar tanguish gave him and saying "this was intended for you."

i don't know how in character that is, but tbh it's haunting me. maybe it's part of helsknight's revenge against welsknight or something, calling out his unknightly behavior and unhonorable conduct.

"You didn't answer my summons."

Helsknight froze. It was a quick, momentary startle, a short-circuit of normality. The moment he did it, every instinct told him to keep moving. That old command [Do something.] blared loud in the quiet surprise of his mind. So he moved his hand to pick up the brush on his table, and pretended to be unconcerned.

"I'm not a dog. You can't call me to heel," Helsknight said simply. He smirked and growled, "Though if you feel like losing some limbs, feel free to try."

Behind him, Wels shifted uncomfortably. Helsknight liked making Wels uncomfortable, he didn't handle it well. He was a creature used to comfort and ease. Inconvenience often galled him more than a sword to the throat. Different tactics for different battlefields, and this battlefield was a delicate one.

Helsknight was cleaning his arms and armor, which was one of several reasons why he hasn't leaped for a fight when Welsknight had called him to one. He was only in a tunic and breeches. It was luck he even had his boots on. He had offered to run errands with Tanguish, but Tanguish had said he was visiting his church and wanted to go on rooftops. So Helsknight stayed home, and he left his boots on. That was the other reason Helsknight hadn't answered the call: Tanguish wouldn't know where he was, and he knew Tanguish got paranoid about being left behind. Besides, Helsknight had chores he could do at home [like cleaning his arms and armor] so he stayed. Cleaning the chainmail was almost a formality. Hels was hot and dry, and he wore it often enough that the rings clattering together cleaned themselves. But sometimes he just liked putting an extra shine on things, so he took out his brush and oil and started brushing it down for any miniscule specks of rust or broken links he could find.

Wels, always keen on the times he wasn't wanted, decided now was the perfect time to show up in his living room. He stood awkwardly, waiting on Helsknight to make some aggressive movement. When none came, he cautiously stalked further into the tiny living space. His emotions were loud and uncomfortable without the distance between their respective worlds to dampen them, and they clung like smoke against Helsknight's skin. Caution at an unfamiliar space. Disgruntlement at being ignored.

[Guilt, like ash on a burn.]

"Is this... Yours?" Wels asked, glancing around.

"No, I'm just squatting in a random house. Sounded like a fun way to spend a Tuesday."

Helsknight felt the ant-bite sting of vicarious agitation and smirked. He was already getting on Wels's nerves.

[Good.]

"Couldn't build something nicer?" Wels snapped impatiently.

"I'm a fighter."

Helsknight found a place on his chainmail to brush down and got to work. The rough, grating twinge of the coarse bristles on chain made Wels wince. Helsknight always found the noise pleasant. Like scratching an itch.

"So?"

"I have better things to do than spend hours building the perfect house."

Wels scoffed and looked around the room with renewed disdain. "Where's your little devil?"

It took Helsknight a moment to place what he was asking. He sneered, a quiet bearing of teeth, and caught the flicker of red in the reflective shine of his chainmail. Wels looked pointedly away from him.

[Like ash on a burn.]

"Not feeling remorse... are we, crusader?" Helsknight asked, finding a new place to polish. The coin-drop clatter of chain, and the shrill scrape of bristles filled the silence like an accusation.

"Of course not," Wels sniffed disdainfully, still refusing to meet Helsknight's eye.

"Careful." Helsknight murmured, that red flash reflecting off his chainmail again, anger simmering. "Lying's a sin."

"Why would I feel remorse for protecting my home?"

"A crusade well fought I'm sure."

"It's not a crusade!" Wels snapped, his own anger a living thing raising hackles. "A crusader invades! A crusader fights a holy war just for the principle."

"Right. And you're fighting because--"

"Because I'm protecting Tango."

"-because it's for his own good?"

Wels didn't exactly wince, but he did still, as though he'd heard someone draw a blade from its scabbard. Helsknight might as well have unseated his sword. He had stopped scrubbing, all pretense of work falling. The need to pace, to circle, to corner, rose up in Helsknight like a waking beast.

"Interesting choice of words. Protecting." Helsknight said, his voice low, his hands still. "I was under the impression they were friends. Do you often protect Tango from the people he's begging you to spare?"

"That doesn't matter." Wels said so firmly it was almost convincing. Almost. "People are convinced they need an abusive relationship. That doesn't change the fact it's bad for them."

"So many interesting words today," Helsknight hissed. He stood like a dark tower rising, all embered fury slowly stoking. Wels didn't bother turning to face him. He could feel his intent like thunder. "Abuse. Brings to mind the image of power. I do have a question."

"I didn't come here for your stupid questions."

"No, you came here looking for a fight."

"I didn't."

"You really do need to tame that lying tongue."

"I didn't come here for a fight."

"Did it feel powerful?" Helsknight demanded, pacing a step, and loathing the tiny room for denying him the space to circle. "The voice. The command. How did it feel."

"Shut up."

"To have someone begging you not to hurt them," Helsknight continued relentlessly. "Not your stupid play fighting on your stupid little server. True, shaking, terror. Did it feel good, crusader? Just?"

"I told you to shut up!" Wels shouted, taking a threatening step forward only to find Helsknight had closed the space between them and stood looming like a rook on a tombstone.

Fear, a caged thing howling, battered against Helsknight's anger. It made Helsknight feel almost giddy, the crash of malicious schadenfreude and self-righteousness against Wels; a flickering thing of brittle will. They made a terrible ouroboros together, fear feeding anger feeding elation feeding fear. They were always like this. No matter how calm either of them tried to be, once anger kindled in one, their emotions burned until there was nothing left but fury and loathing. Helsknight had been made to cut Wels down to size.

"Do you know what that kind of fear does to people?" Helsknight demanded again, his voice so near a whisper it was smothering. They were so close together, but they made so little noise, all will and wide eyes. "What happened to mercy for the helpless, crusader?"

"He wasn't helpless," Welsknight said, trying very hard not to back down. "He stabbed me."

"And a drowning rat bites. I wouldn't call it an apex predator. Certainly I wouldn't call it a danger to you, with your full armor and sword." Helsknight bared his teeth at Wels, something like a bitter grin. "I wasn't wearing armor."

Wels looked down, where Helsknight had drawn up his tunic to reveal the new scar in his abdomen. Wels looked like he'd stopped breathing.

"This was intended for you," Helsknight said. "You should thank me."

"You're-- you're here telling me he's harmless," Wels laughed nervously. "But he almost killed you. You."

Something in Helsknight snapped, and in the moment it took him to reach for it with white knuckles and compose it again, he'd shoved Wels hard in the chest. It didn't knock his other half off his feet, but he stumbled back hard enough hit the opposite wall. Not hard enough to hurt, but certainly hard enough to warn.

"He did," Helsknight snarled, pacing forward slow steps. "That's what terror does to helpless people, crusader. It makes them bite. It makes them beg. It makes them clamor to live. You. Did. That. What did it feel like to abuse that kind of power Wels? To turn someone into a scared animal? To make someone so desperate they would almost kill a friend? Did you find your righteousness there crusader?"

Helsknight didn't know what he planned on doing. Violence was in his blood like a serpent, and he wanted it. And Wels knew he wanted it. There was the ring of drawn metal, and the silver-bright glint of an enchanted blade in a dark room. Helsknight's advance stopped at the top of Wels's sword, not close enough to hurt, but close enough to warn.

"Stop." Wels said. A command. A plea.

"I'm unarmed."

"That doesn't matter."

Helsknight smiled, and there was loathing and euphoria in it, and the wine-dark dread of Wels right on the other side of it. The knowledge of a line crossed, a battle he hadn't even realized he was fighting made forfeit.

"Fine." Helsknight said. "My blood's already been spilled once on your behalf. At least this time do it with your own sword, coward. I'll make it easy for you."

He took a step forward, and nudged the blade with a knuckle, resting the point against his scar. The metal was cold, even through his shirt, the enchantments alive and writhing so close to his skin.

"How cruel have you gotten while I wasn't there to keep you in check, crusader?"

There was a long breath of silence between them. Helsknight stood, precarious and predatory, daring Wels to kill him. And Wels stood there, and dared himself to as well. And the room was dark, lit only by red anger and blue dread, and the pale, languid flicker of enchanted steel. And neither of them breathed. And the universe watched.

A loud clatter sounded on the roof. Both knights looked up towards the ceiling, Wels in startlement, and Helsknight in resignation.

"And he stays my hand once again," Helsknight sighed.

"What--?" Wels didn't get his full question out before Helsknight moved. He knocked the sword aside and lunged forward to grab Wels's shirt. In a move that would've made Martyn proud, he dragged Wels forward into his knee, knocking the wind out of him. In the time it took Wels to collapse to the floor, Helsknight had taken his sword, and held the point beneath his other half's chin.

"Go home Wels," Helsknight said, "before I send you there the hard way."

Wels, breathless on the ground, let out half a strangled laugh. "Why don't you?"

"Because I was asked nicely not to go running off and killing you."

"Helsknight?" A loud knock sounded at the door. Tanguish's voice, a bright comfort even in spite of its concern, called to him. "Is everything okay? I thought I heard something fall."

Helsknight glared meaningfully down at Wels, who only hesitated long enough for Helsknight to draw back the sword before slipping back to his world. The moment he did, Helsknight felt his breath leave him, the great void of being left to his own thoughts and emotions. In the wake of everything that was Wels, he felt ridiculous.

[What in hels had he even been about to do? Die on someone's sword to prove a point? Idiot.]

"Helsknight? The door is locked."

"I'm coming," Helsknight called, pausing only long enough to hide Wels's sword beneath the couch, where Tanguish couldn't see it and inevitably worried about it. He checked his tunic to make sure he hadn't managed to actually stab himself [he hadn't] and went to let Tanguish inside.

#rns ficlets #helsknight #welsknight #tanguish (kinda) #this one feels very dense and dramatic #i feel like wels actively seeks out hels when he feels guilty / bad / self loathing #its like a compulsion: punishing yourself because you did wrong #even though its ultimately unproductive #also something something helsknight making some kind of point about how #instilling terror in something to confirm your bias that its dangerous #is more even than the terrified thing causing harm #case and point i scared you into drawing your sword on an unarmed man #i dont know im tired and that was a really badass phrase to just drop on me anon #*evil not even alskdjfjf im going to bed

[matutito]

homo emo ig

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#art #my post #my art #dan and phil #dnp #phan #phanart #daniel howell #phil lester #danisnotonfire #amazingphil #to my mutuals.. sorry 4 being a phanie rn theres somethin wrong with me #anyways 2009 yeyyy ^_^ #i want to draw phil in that tatinof cowboy outfit ohhhh god i think i hace a brainworm. and its called danandphil #have*

[saltyyetbland]

ngl im fucking terrified of how the fandom will act when the asian ccs get added and they are confronted with asian customs such as honorifics, asian cultural norms, and the language itself (ie words that are common in one language that sounds like a slur in another) and i know most of the fandom will be open and welcoming but idk im probably being way too pessimistic as someone who is asian and has seen the bs that people can spew esp regarding things like stereotypes

#qsmp #im being really negative rn cause im just really scared #im excited to see asian representation and i really hope to be proven wrong in my pessimism #but i will dropkick anyone who purposefully tries to misinterpret or villainize or sexualize or whatever my culture #its on fucking sight for those kinds of people #even people that just associate one thing for one culture ie japan with anime or korea with kpop #like i swear these countries and cultures are more than just that so please be open to learning more and not just make assumptions #also i am so very scared when it comes to cultural norms esp because qsmp is so damn western ethics and morality focused #i have many thoughts about this in particular but theyre way too complex #but yeah i really hope this event goes well and the new members feel welcomed

[sh0wbagz]

HAPPY (late) VALENTINES!!!!

#fanary #art #aardman #chicken run #chicken run dawn of the nugget #dr fry #melisha tweedy #wallace and gromit #victor quatermaine #its one am where i am so i think its majority of the worlds valentines rn #fanart #i smelt it wrong for some dumbass reason

[hyacinthsdiamonds]

"But Red Bull have two teams!!"

I see we are breezing right past the fact that Mercedes provides engines for Mclaren, Aston Martin, and Williams and that ferrari provides engines for Haas and Alfa Romeo... and let's not forget ferrari has a stake in whether a driver gets a seat in or not with Haas and Alfa Romeo, they can push for their driver to get one of those seats if they so choose. And let's also not forget that Toto still had shares in Williams when he became mercedes' executive director in 2013. It was not until 2016 that he sold off the last of his Williams shares. He is also Esteban's manager and is once again a part of Valterri's management team. But sure, Red Bull and Alpha Tauri are the devils with a conflict of interest...

#f1 #formula 1 #formula one #f1 is insidious and you'd be hard pressed to find those who don't have a conflict of interest #but its definitely the wrong Wolff taking the heat rn #if red bull are the villains who cares about the heroes #conflict of interest is laughable coming from the fia who bend over backwards for ferrari tho lmao #and apparently its all over now anyways lmao

[saltpepperbeard]

✨January 1st Moodboard✨ 😍💖🤡

#OFMD #Our Flag Means Death #OFMD Season 3 #The Art of Clownery #...SJDKHSDJKLS WE'RE SO BACK BAYBEEEE WE'RE SO BACK #clownery at its ~*~Finest~*~ #oooooo max you want to validate us so so bad oooooooooo #you want to let the gays win so so bad ooOOOoOOOooo #YOU WANT TO PUT SOME BACKING BEHIND ALL OF THESE SEEMINGLY SUSPICIOUS INSTA CAPTIONS SO SO BAD OOOOOOOOOO #please max im crying rn #i just want to see ed and stede get married #is that SO WRONG #IS THAT TRULY TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR

[enden-k]

wait skirk got revealed?? im so disappointed, why she looking like jingliu ughhh

#i love jingliu i pulled her the moment she got released dont get me wrong #its just i pictured skirk COMPLETELY different #the disappointment im feeling rn ngl #babbles #tbd

[spaciebabie]

okay guys so heres the thing. if i am having fun and being happy over a post and you come in my inbox and say something rude about how im enjoying something you're getting blocked lol. i have been veeeeeeeery nice so far. i dont know why you're following me if you're gonna make a stink when i reblog/make art/talk abt something i like. why are you here. you know. the blog where i talk/reblog/make art abt the things i like. if you dont like it here instead of telling me. leave. be a decent person, okay?

#spacie spoinks #mood killer #just got a very very rude ask like what is up w/ppl and springtrap its only when its abt him #the ask was literally like ''yeah i hate this thing that you like so there'' #????? okay????? #i have spam reblogged other posts and not a peep abt how ''ohhh this thing sucks actually why are you enjoying it :/'' #litrally shut up!!!!!!! go away im having fun what's wrong with you!!! #this wont ruin my mood b/c haaarhouguohg that art..... #also . what is up w/ppl and bringing up being aroace in their anons when talking abt springtrap 😭😭 #IM ALSO AROACE!!!!! YOU FOOLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #''im not simping for him im aroace'' you are literally looking at an aroace rn #do i need 2 make more posts abt being aroace. is that it. #would you guys finally believe me if i told you that IN REAL LIFE i do not find most humans attractive sexually or romantically? #smh #anybeans :333 #spins around with basyas drawing in my hand oh how i love him #im gonna put this in a frame #im. i need a corkboard so i can jut have a collage . on my fwall

[wolviez]

i dont think 97 would do it but morph should just have boobs sometimes

#x-men #xmen #x-men 97 #xmen 97 #morph #sorry why is this what i tag #ANDA ALSO SORRY I KEEP MORPHPOSTING LOLL THEYRE NOT THE ONLY THING ON MY MIND JST. HAPPEN TO DECIDE TO POST MORPHSTUFF #listen its not everyday an oldass series just suddenly comes back and i get to see my 'obscure' fave again #and they accidentally make them like the weird version of them in my head i imagined while rewatching but its canon now #im allowed to be a little annoying abaout that ok. #anyways moobs (morph boobs) #actually it would be fcking hilarious if they prove me wrong. definitely not anytime soon w the way 97s going rn ACTUALLY COULDYUO IMAGINE #the horrors. dont look at morph

[nmoroder]

Meursault askblog post #3: what do you feel when you think about your Mother?

Askblog tag: #nmoroder meursault ask Please see pinned blog post before asking questions!

Ooh boy here we go. i've had several thoughts abt Meur's mother just off the top of my head when i was new to the characters and overall lore, but time passed and my knowledge grew and now those theories suck and im excited to know what its really all about. Nevertheless i feel like its something not so pleasant to think about for him, and since we've got like endless time before his canto comes up, i am free to do whatever i please. sorry man!

#limbus company #meursault limbus company #vk askblog #moroderdraws #I AM TERRIBLY SORRY if the french at second pic is wrong anywhere #i tried to pick best context match in what i had but i have zero grammar knowledge of that language. forgive that #i dont think i will be using that much of french anyway. its for the Aesthetics you know #Also yeah the fact that i did so many comic posts this months sadly doesnt mean this gonna keep going like that for long... #burnout and all that ya know. just letting you know its not my usual pace and im just hyperfixating really hard rn #i will probably do 2-3/month later #nmoroder meursault ask

[tatonslice]

im taking gourmand away from youtube shitposters until they learn how to fucking behave (image technically unrelated to sentiment but i was inspired to draw by it)

#i probably drew the eyes completely wrong but whatever #oh yeah dont follow me for rain world posting i dont know if ill ever end up posting more #love this game but its not like my current “I post about this 5 billion times” thing rn #i just love gourmand and hate how they're treated by the larger fandom #rain world #rw #rain world gourmand #rw gourmand #taton's art

[thehappiestgolucky]

Someone in the tags of my last Xero post (you know who you are) talked about the similarities between a doodle and Hollow so naturally I couldn’t stop thinking about Xero and Hollow.

I love the idea that Xero was a loved and respected knight. The idea he saw Hollow as a child and knew, knew, this was a child. And Hollow so, so young, feeling guilt about even letting this knight show kindness and love to them - when they were meant to be hollow (oh but they couldn’t be)

Do you think they felt guilty? When they overheard Xero raise his voice at the King, quickly hushed, because he dared suggest Hollow was a child? When they started seeing this knight less and less, scared that their father was furious at him? When suddenly this knight was executed, for betraying the king? Was it their fault? Should they have never allowed him to be himself, ran to avoid indulging in the tiny moments of someone looking at them as a person? Did they even know Xero was falling to the infection? Would that make it feel worse?

They were both victims of an infection, bound by gods with their own desires. No one wins in a gods game.

#hollow knight #doodles #hk xero #hk hollow #feeling so many feelings for them rn #tw impalement #<i have been trying for ages to get a proper tag whilst not being yeeted off of tumblr search dear god #LISTEN hollow in fix-it fic would feel SO guilty about failing #and I just #i can’t WORD IT UGHHH #i have another xero related doodle dump but its much nicer au than ‘hee hoo knight who got caught in the wrong cross fire’ #*holds heads in hands* #if xero had known the entire vessel plan he 100% wouldn’t have needed the infection to turn his nails against the king #but he didn’t. and he feels horrible for not fully knowing the story behind hollow. but how could he? #it’s just - dshdjksdjkshdjkhsdjkshdhsdjks #do people get it? do you understand my tired untangable brainrot? #i am thinking a lot about xero again. no one is surprised

[twinstxrs]

“kristen applebees religion struggle overdone at this point” TO YOU! i personally am thinking about how helio, yes?, & cassandra relate to where kristen is at mentally in her journey of learning to live for herself & not for god and how helio is representative of kristen’s family, yes? is representative of tracker, & cassandra is representative of kristen herself, which is why kristen is shunning her.

#trackerbees is so over by the way #kristen applebees #fantasy high #dimension 20 #fhjy #fhjy spoilers #cassandra looking like younger kristen showing how kristen is kinda emotionally stuck there rn even as she tries to grow #tracker being the one to give kristen the idea to change yes! to yes? and how tracker is kinda kristen’s god replacement figure post-helio #(read: tracker is what kristen was devoted to) #and obviously her family & childhood being represented by helio. her abrupt extreme cut off of them but missing the comfort & love there #also fun to think about how kristen createsvher own god & a few months later partially abandons it for her girlfriend’s idea of yes? #there’s something there idk. like it was kristen’s god who kristen made & it was cringe but it was hers #& she threw it away because she got sick of its optimism… idk i’m in pain & i’m just saying shit #also ​this might be too niche but that tiktok labyrinth by taylor swift / the archer by taylor swift / not strong enough by boygenius sound #is unfortunately so kristen in junior year / sophomore year / freshman year. #& when i say that i mean it’s her with cassandra / yes? / helio. #the fun part of all this is i could be totally wrong & disproven next week but if i’m RIGHT? holy shit! (not likely tho)