thinking about how eiji's a pole vaulter and how ash talks about eiji "flying" and how eiji's associated with bird imagery and how eiji's free (unlike ash) and how eiji comes in on a plane and leaves on a plane and how ash cannot fly, ash cannot be free, how nyc is ash's prison, and how ash is the leopard who dies climbing the mountain, unable to live at such elevation, how he was trying to reach the sky and be free but was always stuck to the earth, how he chose to die instead of climbing back down, how he chose to die where he could see the sky and hope and freedom almost like a bird with eiji's letter right in front of him rather than letting everything go wrong and ruin it once again, how eiji's a failed pole vaulter anyway, how a bad fall ruined his career and grounded him (physically and emotionally), how it took flying to america and meeting ash and needing to save him and skip for him to try flying again, how he landed hard and harsh and still the thought of that escape compelled ash to protect eiji at all costs because if he could fly that means something to him, even if he doesn't think he can fly, how eiji is the manifestation of his hope and how when he breaks and asks eiji to stay with him a while he folds himself over his legs and weighs him down and traps him and grounds him, how ash fights like hell to keep eiji alive not because he thinks he can be like him (hopeful, flying, innocent), but because he makes him forget the gravity of his situation, and so he can see eiji fly again. how he wants to see him escape. how eiji is a bird and ash is a wildcat and how ash never once saw eiji as prey. how eiji never saw ash as a predator. how it is eiji's naivete that first endears ash to him, how it is his freedom and flight and removal from darkness and his ability to leave that darkness that really roots eiji in ash's blood as something essential to him keeping on living in this hell of nyc. how it is that distance from the violence and that hope for the future that ash chooses to surround himself in as he dies. how ash dies in a dream because he feels more than anything that he can't fly like eiji, that he can never leave. how his violence is a part of him and will be forever, how it weighs him down. how he wants to enjoy the view from the mountainside rather than looking up from the ground below. as if they can both fly. as if he is with him up there and not grounded. eye-to-eye with what he can't have, seeing eiji's homeland: the sky. how he dies trying to reach the top because he couldn't take retreating and trying again. how ash, tired and tired and tired and convinced it will go on forever if he crawls back down the mountain, chooses to close his life deluged in eiji, in eiji's insistence that they can fly together, in eiji's hope for him and for them, in eiji's beautiful dream. how ash dies without trying to realize that dream. how ash, in dying, destroys it.
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the artblock be hitteth Harder than normal, for tis not normal artblock. woe. Wally be upon ye
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Thinking about the possible aftermath between Tomura and Izuku after the war, and how Inko might feel about it
Like... You tried to kill my son multiple times. You held him hostage once. You tried to kill everyone. The attack from your villain group is the reason he isolated himself from the people who love him. I can't understand you. I don't think I want to understand you. How could you do all of this? Why did my son want to save you?
Why, in the end, did it work?
You're in this room with these heroes and I don't know anything about you but still I never imagined someone like you could look so small. I don't know what they plan to do with you. I don't know what to do either. I used to think you should leave us alone, locked up and shut away. But the way my son looks at you, the way he hangs onto the hope for your future, the way he looks even more changed after coming out of that final battle, I wonder if he wants there to be another way. I wonder if locking you away is the right thing
I offered cookies to my son. I only offered them to you because I felt obligated and nervous about what you would do if left out. I can't forget the look on your face when you took one and bit into it. You thanked me, quietly, and it was strange to me that a villain like you could behave in such a way
You look small again. You keep to yourself despite how rude you can be. You keep bringing out that video game device when you're bored and take up space anywhere you can, on the floor or on the couch, in people's way. There's paperwork to do, a pile they want you to fill out before going forward, and you're groaning like it's homework. You behave more like a teenager than a villain. You're more like a kid, sometimes
I made cookies again. This time I offer one to you because I want to. You take one and thank me before you even take a bite. It's like you already know they'll be good
I could have sworn I only had one son
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i really dont know how to write an utterly harmless opinion, ultimately irrelevant complaint or comment on an observation without someone getting pissy at me for it
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i’m getting johnny brainrot
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Lyra after saving her best friend from religious zealots kidnapping and cutting children's souls out, escaping and finally making her way with him to see her father who she has idolised her whole life even when she thought he was her uncle, excited to reunite with him and finally be welcomed as his daughter: we're all gonna be safe! And we're all gonna have a Great Time!
*Lyra's father yells at her for appearing, basically shrugs and tells her to suck it up about him being a crap dad, kidnaps her best friend and cuts his soul away (killing him in the process) to generate enough power to rip a hole in the fabric of reality so he can pass into another universe and make war against god*
Lyra:
What in the JESUS CHRIST WAS THAT?!?!?!
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ok guys so you know how there's an astro knights book, right?
well, I just so happen to have a copy that i may or may not have annotated
and on page 110, Sir Gawain states that he crash landed on the ice planet weeks ago. Which, one, how the hell did homeboy survive on only fish, two, how did nobody else rise up to the task of rescuing the princess at that point, and three, that means Elyana was with bard for weeks. poor her
It's not even specified how many weeks, just at least two
i'm not even going anywhere with this that's literally all i have to say
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🤦♂️ I just keep finding weirder and weirder "movements" on this site (and probably elsewhere if I were to look) like...
There's this subgroup of people who I'm not gonna name cuz they're probably kids and I don't want them harassed who like... position themselves as the "good" lgbt+ ppl who are making the community better for other lgbt+ folks, especially ones who also experience other forms of marginalisation, which is, in theory, a nice goal.
And some of their ideas check out, they clearly understand the paradox of tolerance, they're expressly anti-terf, anti-exclusionism, anti-racism and more. But then they also are anti things that make no fucking sense to exclude (on the basis that they're not "valid") such as people with "contradictory" identities such as transmasc lesbians, also they're for some reason really obsessed with hating non-traumagenic systems? Like... those people are not your enemy, they are literally just chilling.
How's that saying go? There's only two types of people who don't belong at Pride: those that are in acute medical distress (who should go get patched up and then they can come back) and those that are attacking others. The same should be applied to the community in general tbh. And no, a trans woman having "fag" in her bio doesn't mean she's attacking you.
Like... who cares if someone's identity doesn't make sense to you, personally? Who cares if you can't wrap your head around it? You know who else casts people out because they think if they don't personally understand every aspect of their identity that means it isn't real? All kinds of lgbtphobes. Homophobes, classic transphobes, terfs, transmeds, aphobes, ... they think like that.
Kill the cop inside your head. You don't have to understand it, you simply have to accept it! I don't understand many things. I don't 100% understand kinnies. I still don't fully get how systems work. I don't see the appeal of nounself pronouns. I've tried my best to familiarise myself with these groups, but I'm still not up to speed. And that's okay! Generally, I do this: if someone tells me something about their identity, be it gender, orientation or whatever, I tend to take them at their word and respect their wishes. Because if anyone knows, it'd be them!
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Among Us for the love of God....
LET ME PLAY ONE DAMN GAME WITHOUT GETTING KICKED OUT CUZ MY PING WAS LOW DAMNIT-
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Bridgerton (TV), Bridgerton Series - Julia Quinn
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Colin Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington
Characters: Colin Bridgerton, Penelope Featherington
Additional Tags: BDSM, Restraints, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Shameless Smut, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Latex, Somehow I still made this fluffy, Face-Sitting
Summary:
Penelope dons a latex bodysuit. Colin finds her at home. Sex ensues.
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i love how everyone is hating on the new tumblr desktop setup, meanwhile im sitting here, chilling with my split windows on one monitor, noticing 0 changes.
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as ever, the hardest part of starting a new textblock is choosing the fucking font
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i’ve actually finished making all of hannah’s birthday presents ahead of time (very sexy of me) so i have brain space in theory to start working on any of the six stranger things fic ideas i have on my list but eddie’s really prominent in at least four of them and i’m not confident in my ability to write him well. y’all are literally gonna have to give me time to adjust to getting him right
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