....thoughts on suicidal healer deity reader? Reader is seen as a merciful entity by those they save, but Reader - despises humanity. They're jealous these creatures are blessed with the escape of death. Reader can't break from the pain and suffering that is existing, and so they make sure everyone else knows that same torment until their bodies turn to dust. If they can't die neither can the humans until they're old and decaying. Reader is miserable and wants everyone else to be as well, but it backfires for them terribly-
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[Reader bites their wrist, spilling their blood over the slit in the deceased human's neck]
Yan: [slowly regaining their motor functions] uhh....huh.... I'm alive?..Who...who are you?
Reader: The miserable idiot keeping people like you from dropping like flies.
Yan: You...saved me?
Reader: Saved you? I didn't do it for you. If I'm forced to be here then so are you. If only dying was as easy for me as it was for your kind. I'm sick of you all.
[Reader spits at the human - their saliva landing on the mortal's cheek and healing the small cut across it]
Reader: Pretend we never met. [walks away]
Yan: .....
Yan: ....I can fix them.
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Reader would immediately break down sobbing if they were approached by the cult started by people they've healed
Because i am very autistic(tm) about both Hans Christian Andersen and OFMD 2 I need people to understand how much the ending of episode 3 means to me.
The Little Mermaid is a classic fairytale, a fantasy, but a tragedy. The mermaid doesn't get loved in return and instead kills herself. The story is also an allegory for homosexuality/queerness and the unrequited love it comes with as Hans himself was queer and in love unrequitedly.
When Ed tries to kill himself by throwing himself to the sea, just like the little mermaid, believing he is unloveable, in his last moments hears the love of his life, another man, begging for him and appears to him as a mermaid.
ARE WE CONNECTING THE SAME DOTS HERE???
He is reborn into a world with the man he loves with the vision of a mermaid, and the acceptance of love and hope.
I'm gonna go cry again now. Mr. Jenkins i am canonically in your WALLS.
as somebody who has been (and remains) suicidal, I think Love For Love's Sake was written for me specifically, in the same way The Eighth Sense was.
I have no desire to speculate over the game mechanisms or what was real and what wasn't and who his sunbae *really* was because that's not the point. It's not about that, it's about the fact that suicidal people deserve compassion. It's about the fact that small acts of kindness can change everything. It's about the crushing pain of feeling left behind by everybody in your life and rejected by the people you want love from the most.
Being a human being is hard. It's harder when you have trauma. When you're mentally ill. When you're neurodivergent. When you're queer. All of those things separate you from the people around you in small, indefinable ways, and it can and will ruin your life if you let it (and even if you don't let it, sometimes it will do it anyway). I don't know about the rest of y'all but I'm in constant danger of becoming Tae Myungha. So I have no interest in exploring whether or not the ending is "real" or what made it happen, because that's not the point.
Tae Myungha entered the game broken and alone and was given a chance to make somebody else feel less like he did and he took it because he CARED. Because he had that capacity for love and strength for other people, but he couldn't find it for himself. The game made him confront that fact until he reached a point where he could actually allow himself to want things again. To want love and companionship and to feel like he *deserved* those things, because even though it's not about whether you deserve it or not, it's difficult not to feel that way. The game, and his sunbae, over and over again just wanted him to open himself up to being taken care of after leaving a life where nobody took care of him. It's tragic and beautiful and full of hope despite it all, and yeah it's morbid, but as somebody who has been where Myungha is, it also just feels very... normal. Struggling like that. Drowning under the weight of it all. The hard part is continuing even when all you want to do is give up, but this story is trying to tell us that it's worth looking for one more bright spot, trusting one more person, believing in yourself one more time.
Learning to receive love is just as important as your willingness to give it.
So apparently a Hazbin fan committed suicide and people are actively suppressing discussions about it cuz it makes Viv look bad and "Viv gets death threats all the time!".....
On this tragic day reframed as a protest, I feel the need to add:
Suicide isn't the answer.
Suicide isn't a protest.
Suicide accomplishes NOTHING but bringing your loved ones more misery.
If you're considering killing yourself for a cause, I implore you, call your country's number first. Please.
Killing yourself won't solve a humanitarian crisis. Killing yourself won't liberate a country. Killing yourself won't save the planet. All killing yourself will do is beak your parents', siblings', grandparents', aunts', uncles', children's, grandchildren's, friends' and/or partner's/partners' hearts. It might drive them to suicide as well, and so on, until the world is robbed of far too many beautiful souls.
If you're dead you can't protest. If you're dead you can't turn your life around. If you're dead you can't make a difference.
If you're dead, you can't make sure your cause gets the resolution you think it deserves.
Live for your causes. Don't die for them. Definitely don't kill yourself for them.
I was a sick child in so many ways, always bent with allergies, forever frozen, bloated, out of my body. Because there was no refuge anywhere, I believed that I had to adapt to my shitty life, so every year I tried to accept it, accept the turmoil, the suicidal ideation my mother’s presence left me in. The way her groping fingers left my body forever in a state of distress. I didn’t know peace or reprieve. I only felt an anger I couldn’t express, and the more I wanted to, the more I grew fearful of doing so, inevitably shutting down.
Fariha Róisín, from Who Is Wellness For?: An Examination of Wellness Culture and Who It Leaves Behind
[Yan makes sure nobody is peeking through their windows as they pull Friendly Darling's phone from their pocket]
Yan: I can't believe they left this out in the open! There isn't even a password.. Where should I look first.... Their search history is a good start. They probably spend all day searching for.....huh?...
"What's the point of being alive."
"How to disappear without a trace."
"How to cover marks with makeup."
"Why am I such a coward."
"Painless ways to k*** myself."
Yan: ......
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[Darling wakes to a strange sound in the corner of their room. They sit up in bed to find Yan stuffing their entire wardrobe into duffle bags - cheeks glistening in the moonlight from their tears]
Darling: Ah! What are you doing in my-
Yan: I'M NOT LETTING YOU LEAVE ME! I'M TAKING YOU HOME WHERE YOU'LL NEVER LEAVE MY SIDE AGAIN!
So seeing the the ghostfuckers leaks Millie is suddenly suicidal for some reason….? Like...
Why???? This really just seems like another forced, lazy, and rushed attempt at giving Millie character depth when it just doesn't. And OF COURSE it had to do with Millie feeling like she's a burden to Moxxie cuz Millie's whole character just HAS TO revolve around Moxxie in every way. It feels like fan-fiction-level writing.
At least the villian looks kinda cool but idk, I am not looking forward to this episode at all.