#BUT EVEN THEN

[oblonger]

Chapter 8 of TPiaG: Body Swap AU

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@sincerely-sofie I think this is my favorite chapter I've written so far!

Twig is unconscious

Darkrai couldn't sleep.

As ironic as that sentence is, it's nonetheless true.

He'd long since gotten used to the needs that Twig's body demands for. And he would be lying if he didn't say he, to some extent, enjoyed being able to fall asleep.

But for the last week, he couldn't fall sleep for the life of him.

He tossed and turned in his bed, trying every position he could think of.

He attempted to sleep curled up, splayed out, on his belly, his side, his back. With his blanket, without his blanket (A grave mistake).

Nothing worked.

And he hated so much that he knew why.

He couldn't stop thinking of Twig.

That loathsome wretch that took his body.

He couldn't understand why he can't stop thinking of her.

He hated her.

He hated how scared and helpless he felt seeing that passage open.

He hated how he wasn't as angry as he wanted to be when she picked him up without his consent.

He can't stop thinking of how she broke the shelves in that closet to fit both of them in there, even though she could have easily just stuffed him in there alone.

He hated so much that he felt safe in there with her.

He hated the way his breath caught on itself when she pulled him closer, after hearing Grovyle step past.

He hated how he felt like he'd been torn in half when Grovyle ripped her out of there.

He hated how frozen in terror he was as he watched Grovyle beat her within an inch of her life.

He hated how he felt utterly useless, watching Celebi, Dusknoir and Kip do everything they could to keep her from dying...

...

Darkrai's eyes widened as a thought came to his mind.

She may not have been attacked if she had just left him.

She might not be unconscious in the hospital, straddling the line between life and death, if she had simply hidden herself in the shadows, and left him to confront Grovyle.

She wasn't hiding herself from Grovyle.

She was protecting him...

...

Darkrai slowly curled his fists, leaving scratch marks in the floor.

No.

That wasn't what she was doing.

She hated him as much as he hated her.

It was in her best interest to keep her own body alive.

Then why didn't she hide you in the closet alone, and try speaking with Grovyle

Because Grovyle would have attacked her regardless.

Then she would have hidden herself in the shadows and tried conversing with him.

Did you not see the murderous rampage Grovyle was on?! He wouldn't have listened to her.

What about the code word?

Darkrai's heart skipped a beat.

She would have had a chance to say it had she not tried to keep you safe.

She... She had a chance to say it during their fight. She'd forgotten she had that word in mind.

Would she have forgotten if he didn't claim that her voice was a trick? Would she have forgotten if she had a chance to talk with Grovyle? Would she have forgotten if she only dodged, and didn't try to fight back?

Grovyle wouldn't have believed her if she did say the word.

Kip didn't believe her until she said the word to him. And he had more of a reason to doubt the legitimacy.

Darkrai pressed his claws into his arms.

Stop.

If she had shown you to him, and explained what had happened, what do you think Grovyle would have done?

Darkrai winced from the pain he was inflicting on himself, attempting to hold back tears.

Stop it!

Grovyle would not have hesitated to try and kill you.

STOP!

He would blame you, as he does now, for stealing her body.

Blood was starting to pool where his claws pierced his skin.

Do you not recall her expression, when she apologized for what she said to you that morning? And the promise she made to find something for you to do during the day?

ENOUGH! I WILL NOT TOLERATE MY OWN MIND BELITTLING ME LIKE THIS!!!

She cares about you.

...

Darkrai quietly cried in his bed. Trying to remain as silent as possible so the others couldn't hear him.

Why?

...

Silence.

**********

Grovyle lay flat on his back in Kip's bed, ironically getting less sleep than he did than for the few weeks he was technically homeless. Forced to stay in that position so his ribs would heal correctly. Tears flow down his face as he thought about Twig.

The fear in her eyes, as a human, a Charmander, and in Darkrai's body haunted him.

The feeling of satisfaction he felt, watching her bleed before he knew who she was, made him consider leaving to enter Labyrinth Cave alone.

Grovyle intentionally took deep breaths. Each one sending out sharp pain from his chest.

He can never see her again. His presence would force her to relive what he'd done to her.

He tried to kill her.

He forced her through intense agony to make her suffer.

He traumatized her.

She should hate him.

She should hate him the way he hates himself, with every fiber of her being...

He hopes she does.

*********

Dusknoir couldn't take any comfort in the literature he used to. Despite Celebi's and the doctors' best efforts, the damage done to his eye is permanent. Everything looks like he'd been submerged underwater. His age already made his eyesight worse, but now he'll have to learn Braille to read again.

But he wasn't worried about that.

He was more worried about Kip.

He was of course worried about Twig. Praying at every moment that she would recover, but his fears still lay in seeing Kip neglect himself to watch Twig at all times.

The fact that the last thing he could, and probably will ever see clearly, was Kip's expression of terror, the same he'd seen several years ago, filled him with a pain that was much greater than what Kip had afflicted him with.

Dusknoir wondered if all of this would have been avoided if he was never given his undeserved mercy.

He saw the way Kip shook when he exited the passage of time.

Twig wouldn't be on the cusp of death, and Kip would be happy if he was simply never brought back.

********

Celebi couldn't understand how Darkrai isn't exhausted all the time with how he's constantly angry.

She's barely able to do anything but sit on the couch and think of just how much of a brain-dead idiot she is.

If she had just looked forward when they figured out that Kip and Twig had moved, then she could have stopped any of this from happening.

But NOOOOO!~ She just HAD to wait and see what would happen! She just HAD to be surprised by how things would turn out!

And now she hurt everyone and Twig might die.

Sure, they managed to get her to the hospital, and yeah, She's at least stable.

But what happens if her body gives out?

She dies.

And it'd be her fault if she does.

Celebi doesn't even want to think about what Kip and Grovyle would do if she passes.

She's completely trapped in a prison of her own design.

She hates that she didn't look forward then, and she hates how scared she is to look forward now.

She hates how angry she feels towards Kip for hurting Dusknoir like that. Even though she knows it was a knee-jerk reaction.

She hates how angry she is at Grovyle, for letting himself get to the point where all logic and reasoning went out the window. Even though she knows he was just tired and furious and paranoid.

But she doesn't hate how angry she is at herself.

There isn't a justification for her actions.

She is just stupid.

*********

Kip didn't care that sleeping next to her gave him nightmares. He couldn't care less that the pendant she wore with the lunar feather was lost during her fight.

The fear he feels in those nightmares pales in comparison to the fear he feels at every waking second.

Every morning he jolts awake, covered in cold sweat from the nightmare he had, and stares at Twig. Watching her to make sure she's still breathing.

He hasn't left the room since he was allowed in after the emergency surgery the Doctors had to preform on her.

He watches the doctors replace the medicine and bandages daily. Staring at her wounds to make sure they haven't gotten infected. Even if that's not his job.

Kip just-

He was so mad at himself.

He wanted to make up for abandoning Twig when she needed him most. But he can't.

And he might not ever be able to.

What a moron he is. He can't figure out why he started running in the first place.

They were his friends. They wouldn't hurt him or Twig.

But Grovyle ended up nearly killing her anyway. All because he wasn't there to defend her. To explain what had happened.

Kip stared at Twig.

First time she's slept since switching bodies, and it was because of him.

Kip stood up and heavily, slowly walked towards the door.

He turned his head to look back at her. Hoping she'd woken up.

She didn't. She lay in the same position. Her breathing, weak and short.

...

Team Skull was right about him

They were more right than Twig ever was.

All he ever did was weigh her down. He was a burden that he forced her to carry.

She had lied to him. He wasn't her friend. Friends don't abandon each other when they need them most.

Friends don't suddenly change their minds and try to go back for them for no reason.

Friends don't break down crying, unable to do anything while trying to put medicine on their wounds.

Friends don't act like him.

Kip left the room and slowly walked out of the hospital towards the travel agency. His head hung low.

He could feel the atmosphere get less heavy with each step, but he himself still felt heavy.

He's going... Somewhere. He doesn't know where. Just, any other town.

She doesn't deserve a scumbag 'friend' like him.

It's better this way...

*******

Celebi had told her everything.

She couldn't help but notice the underlying anger in her words. Everything recounted to her with an uncharacteristic flatness. Simply laying out the facts and nothing more.

She took a slight amusement as she thought about how Twig must have looked at Grovyle, when he saw her clutching that monster like some scared child holding a stuffed toy.

It was exactly what she deserved to have happen after she gave pity to that wretched, selfish thing.

At least justice was finally served.

Maybe now she'll take a step back and realize her actions and words were in no way justified.

Maybe she'll finally see just how awful he acted. And finally take the steps to right what's wrong.

Cresselia stopped her midnight flight when she suddenly realized that someone experiencing great physical and emotional pain. Barely detectable, as it was far away. All the way over on the Fire continent.

Cresselia decided to shelve the thoughts as she began making her way over to where the pain was originating.

She thinks it may be coming from a Snivy but she isn't quite sure yet.

Cresselia enjoyed the feeling of the crisp, early spring night breeze against her feathers.

Perhaps her and Kip will finally see eye-to-eye when she returns.

#Boy. I wonder if that Snivy will have any significant impact on Cresselia's mindset and behavior. #Man trying to get Cresselia to act like a chunk of hairy dust filled play-dough without crossing over into cartoonish evil is hard #I can't say her portion is my favorite part #But i love the rest of it #I didn't want to say it in each portion because i would have just been repeating myself #but i wanted to emphasize how everyone feels like it's their fault; and their fault /alone/ that what happened; happened. #even though it was such a complex thing with so much trauma and paranoia involved on every side #that picking someone to solely blame would be pointless #the closest i could get to is Grovyle #but even then #dude thought that the only family he had for years had been getting tortured by a legend for almost a full year #couple that with what little sleep he got leading up to the incident #and the growing paranoia and anger each time they went to a house and couldn't find her #i can't really say i can blame him #I would act irrationally angry and paranoid too if i was in a similar situation. #granted; It is an explanation. Not an excuse #Can't wait to explore the implications of that! #Bullying the grass boy #text post #pmd eos #fanfic of a fanfic #the present is a gift au #pmd #writing #fanfic #body swap au #pmd2 #cw blood #tw blood #Dusknoir and Grovyle's sections are shorter than i'd like but their thoughts are the most straightforward so oh well.

[lunalikestowriteanddraw]

I HAVE A WIZARD BOYFRIEND FUCK YEAH

#baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #baldur’s gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 gale #bg3 gale #gale x tav #listen I know he’s a bunch of pixels but he’s the love of my life ok #at least until my next playthrough #but even then #Gale will forever have my heart 💜

[golyadkin]

I cannot express enough that if your reaction, as a hobby artist, to not getting that many notes on your art is to say "maybe I should just stop doing art altogether" you need to stop posting art to tumblr

not necessarily forever, not even for long, but just stop putting your art on here and start doing it for you again, remember why you enjoyed doing art in the first place and stop relying on the attention of faceless people on the internet for your enjoyment of your hard work

believe me, I get it, nothing crushes the artistic soul quite like labouring for hours on a piece only for it to get like 10 notes, so you need to find your own source of joy in the act of creation and a lot of the time that means making art and not showing it to anybody

#not art #listen #for real #this is not about any one person because i've seen posts about it from a bunch of people #you think i post everything here? buddy i dont even post half my stuff here #every drawing you see is preceded by five more just like it #that never see my cursor close to the save button #i have a sketchbook i draw in regularly that i do'nt show to a single goddam person #i make cutout art from gels i steal from work and stick them to my windows and do paintings in my living room just for me #because that it the only way you are ever going to be able to retain your original love of art #is by doing it for the sake of doing it #not for the sake of seeing how many people stop and stare #anyways i'm sorry if this sounds terse #but i'm so sick of seeing artists put all their self-esteem and happiness in the hands of a blogging website #stop selling yourself short by measuring your self worth by how many reblogs you get and what people say in the tags #your artistry and your happiness are worth more than that #if you're an artist for a living that's another story #but even then #even then #anyways sorry i'm done ranting

[badlydrawnronpa]

i love how this blog called "badly drawn" while like some of these doodles are better than my finished sketches lol

HEY

NO SELF DEPRECATION ABOUT YOUR ART SKILLS IN THIS HOUSE

ANGIE ATTACK

#admin post #also like i obviously dunno who you are anon but like. ive been drawing for years #and i still meet people who are obviously more skilled than me #but even then #like. we all learn at a different pace #if you see some of the old posts on this blog and compare them to the newer ones theres improvement on THOSE too #and they're all scribbles to me #like!!!!!!! idk if im making any sense!!!!!! #art is hard it sucks but we're creating and we're on a journey #and you'll always be better than the ai crowd #kissing your forehead. mwah. dont stop creating #also this angie is fully colored because i was insane doing just lineart these days BYE

[bolithesenate]

because I always make true on my threats I don't

Mortis-arc adult Ahsoka because I love her, she is my wife that went to war and never returned 😢

#if rebels ahsoka has 1000 haters i am one of them #if she has 1 it is me #if she has none i am dead #diney is allergic to character design that actually FUCKS #the nly thing they did remotely right was letting her facial markings grow with her #but even then #ahsoka deserves actual fucking montrals and lekku #random boli thoughts #star wars #my art #star wars fanart #ahsoka tano

[crashing9against9the9walls]

Before any of y'all could begin to dunk on Olly, may I remind you all that Israel once urged the BBC to pull out Olly Alexander for petitioning against Israel's participation in Eurovision since last year.

I get what Queers for Palestine is urging him to do but to put him in the pedestal ALONE like that and not call out for all the other artists (or at least the other LGBTQ artist) is just so infuriating. And the worst part of it is, whatever he does will not be enough for them. He already release a statement and it wasn't enough for them (it had likely gone through many revisions in order to get past the BBC). Had he remained silent, people would start accusing of of being complicit despite the fact he's been vocally pro-Palestine from the beginning.

Also, I feel like people are not getting the financial and legal consequences of him or any of the other artist just withdrawing all willy-nilly especially since they are all under contract with the broadcasters*. Like, some of them might be working part-time job, some like Silia are still in High School, some literally have music as their only source of income and we all know that's not enough to cover the legal fees and potential lawsuits that would entail. Also, there's a huge risk of being blacklisted, not only in the broadcaster from ever returning to the song contest, but also in the entire music industry, which is already hard to enter/make it. On top that, poorer countries like Albania or Moldova just couldn't afford to do that and jeopardize everything.

It's literally just impossible to win.

This whole mess is a lose-lose situation where nobody but Israel wins. Like, if they do withdraw, that's exactly what Israel wants because less competition for them. But if they compete, that's also what Israel wants because it meant validation of them being there even thought everyone wanted them gone.

All and all, this is literally the EBU's fault by allowing Israel compete in the first place. They literally created a impossible situation where, one way or another, the artist will be thrown under the bus.

Tl:dr... BLAME THE EBU, NOT OLLY!

Edit: * I just really need to put the one out there.

#eurovision #eurovision song contest #eurovision 2024 #olly alexander #years and years #ebu #i really needed to get that out off my chest #but even then #I'm still angry about it #just think about the unfairness of it all #you just can't win that situation

[ramblesbiab]

Pretty unfortunate that a butch girl isn't taking me to an abandoned building at midnight during a full moon, pressing my back to a rough concrete pillar and kissing me 'til my lips feel raw and bruised and I'm so out of breath that I gulp for air when they finally pull back. Biting my neck while unbuttoning my shirt and trailing her hand along my chest in a way that's almost too delicate, leaving me desperate for her to be rougher, to pinch my nipples and suck deep, purple marks into my flesh. I'd push her back when it became too much and rip her belt off. Fall to my knees so hard it stings, but before she can ask about it I pull her zipper down, her strap flopping out right in front of my lips. Looking up at her and the stars burning above us, as they witness our sins and pleasures, as I open my lips and take as much of her into my mouth as I can. Slipping my fingers under the strap to feel how much nectar is already dripping out of her. She groans into the night, grips my hair and tells me with her husky voice to open my mouth nice and wide for her. I could come from watching her spit. Let alone the feeling of it hitting my tongue, of her pulling me back in and starting to fuck my face while mumbling about how much of a good whore I am for her. Using my throat like a toy. When she's satisfied, she lets go and asks if I'm okay while petting my hair, weaving her fingers through it so softly that I could purr. I tell her yes, and she pulls me up to kiss my forehead, whispering that I'm such a good girl for her, that she loves me so much. We go back to rough after that, but the softness of her voice runs through my mind over and over, and I imagine the drive home with her hand on my thigh, the shower together where she washes my hair and us laying in bed as she kisses every bruise and mark she's left while telling me I'm the most gorgeous woman she's ever known. Her arms wrapped around my midsection as we drift off and she hums to me. I never knew the word whore could be filled with so much love and pure, unfiltered adoration until I met her. I scream her name into the sky as she pounds into me, hoping that the universe itself hears me, hears how much I love the woman staring into my eyes like I'm made of soft summer rain clouds and perfectly ripe strawberries and a million other beautiful, quiet things. Then, as I come for the final time that night, and she collapses into me with her heaving breathes and burning legs, I whisper into her ear, under her short, sweaty hair, that I love her, because that one's just for her. Tears stain my cheeks but they keep coming as it sets in yet again that she's mine and I'm hers, and the world is so beautiful even through blurry, dizzy eyes.

#lesbian #sapphic #hornyposts #butch bait #I think it's butch bait anyway #butch4femme #femme #butch #I need abandoned building sex so much #but even then #this post went on longer then I thought lol

[claratyler]

No i mean its actually so so so funny that they never tried for a second to push for or even lightly imply a merlin/morgana romance (which would be the formulaic thing to do, given that the other two leads were already paired up). They just couldnt do it. They had to be like ok we have to be real here.. not only is he gay and not only is she a lesbian, but they absolutely despise each other. Obsessed with their dynamic

#like even if theywere both in anyway shown to maybe possibly have a man/woman relationship it STILL WOULDNT WORK LMAO #merlin #morgana pendragon #bbc merlin #merlin emrys #imean yea i know theywere friends in season 1-2 dont get me wrong #BUT EVEN THEN #EVEN WHEN THEY WERE FRIENDS. they had to be like yea..thers no way this is going to work #theyre not a NOTP #theyre like the anti-otp #cause like in the first season theres some implied potential for merlin and gwen #and also morgana and arthur (before they were ahem siblings) #so its like. maybe the writers were exploring these dynamics and their potential? but never morgana and merlin #the farthest we got was when arthur thought for a second that merlin had a crush on her i think bc of something he saw taken out if context #anyway merlin is such a funny show #Magical Microagressions for Merlin #thats what its aaaalll about

[lowkey-loki245]

So I was watching someone play Undertale's True Pasifist run when I say this Papyrus call dialog (it takes place right after the Undyne Alphys date).

(Sorry for the poorly edited dialog, first time doing this.)

Papyrus... what the fuck?

I find this dialog kinda weird because the way he's talking sound less like he's just worried about her and more like he knows something. And this dialog is supposed to be what leads you to finding the true lab.

Papyrus rarely ever stutters, so he has to be super nervous here, and if it were that he was just worried about Alphys, he would have told you that instead of saying "for no apparent reason".

And then there's the "I only have good feelings about this" line. It feels like he's trying his best to convince us to go.

Papyrus, what do you know?

#undertale #undertale papyrus #papyrus #papyrus knows more than you think #like seriously #did he know of the amalgamates before Alphys told anyone? #if he does then how? #that one dialog with WD Gaster might mean Papyrus once worked there #but even then #wouldn't he have left before the amalgamates since Alphys doesn't bring up Papyrus knowing or him ever even being at the lab #and Papyrus seems to be hiding this from Sans too since when you call Papyrus outside of the lab #he's with Sans and acts like he doesn't know what a lab is #but when you go in #he not only knows what it is but also brings up that Sans would live it since he likes science #PAPYRUS WHY ARE YOU SO MYSTERIOUS?! #undertale alphys #papyrus undertale #alphys undertale

[gifti3]

One of the appeals of grim to me is that he has the bad boy aesthetic without the bullshit that comes with those types

#ive said this like 5 times already #bad boys are fun in fiction cause they always have a soft side #or are misunderstood #but even then #grim isnt really that type of character #hes just a bit grumpy haha #but hes so silly to me #he'll act so edgy and then send a ヽ(*´▽)ノ♪ in the chat #im not cute im notttt *does cute things again and again* #the product of not being allowed to blatantly lie #a date with death

[furiousgoldfish]

Speaking from a bad place, so bear with me. Has anyone thought about how being important or special to other people is based just on the people closest to you?

We regard strangers as people who are fairly irrelevant to us, because they have little to no impact to our life, and their lives and struggles won't generally touch us. In contrast, lives of people directly around us have a great impact on us, and they decide our relevancy. We give them roles in our lives, like friends, mentors, partners, lovers, caretakers, and in that regard they're special to us, irreplaceable. We also want to have an equally strong meaning in their life, to have a warm place in their heart and respect in their minds, as they do for us.

When people around us who hold great relevancy for us, also give us that same relevancy back, we feel important, we know we're special to them. That our role in their life shapes their experience, gives them gratitude and they've accepted us as someone they want and need around.

In contrast to that, when people in our life refuse to give us that same respect, warmth and relevancy, then we wonder what is wrong with us. What is missing so we can't be appreciated and regarded with the same love and respect that we show to them. Lack of mutuality makes us sink down with insecurity, self doubt and deep feeling that we're not enough, that we've done something wrong, not to deserve the same that we give to others.

And it also works out the same in isolation, if you have no one close to you, no one who has your well being in mind or cares for what becomes of you, it feels like you're important to no one, like you are not special whatsoever, even like you could be disposable if nobody cares at all.

But none of that is based on what's inside of us, who we are or how much love and good we are capable of giving and showing. It's nothing even related to our behaviour and actions, you could put anyone in these situations and results would be generally similar; person who is not experiencing reciprocity, or is left to fend for themselves alone, will lose the feeling that they're important or special in any way.

Isn't that weird? That we can end up judging our own worth based on nothing we did, or nothing we are, just based on how people around us are treating us, or whether we have anyone around us at all. In our essence we didn't change at all, it's just who is or isn't around, that determines our worth.

If we're put in a group of people who want to create bonds based on good things they see in us, we'll become able of seeing that good in ourselves. If we're surrounded by people who all feel the same as we do, act on the same moral code, readily reciprocate respect and warmth that we show to them, we won't feel like anything is wrong with us. We'll feel at home.

And since this is so intrinsic to being a person, to long for this and only feel relevant, safe and cared for in these circumstances, isn't it natural that we all deserve that? To be surrounded by people who make us feel like nothing is wrong with us, and like we're at home? Who help us focus on everything good in us, and give us no reasons to believe that we should be rejected or banished at all? Since abuse did the absolute opposite, and forced us to believe there's only reasons for abandonment, hatred and contempt, I believe being in the environment where people see many reasons to want us in their lives, would heal us.

#healing from abuse #abuse recovery #trauma recovery #emotional abuse recovery #abuse healing #i know i wrote this seemingly positive post but in reality i am so bitter #because i know people will sometimes see a reason to want me and often it's just opportunistic #because i'm trained to not make problems and to be pleasing and useful and whatnot #but even then #even then the fact that i was abused and have consequences of that in me will be enough #for them to back out and decide i'm not worth the effort #because to be close to me would mean to acknowledge abuse and that it's real and happening #and has massive consequences #and this is just too much for anyone to contemplate accepting #and it's easier to just back away and decide i'm an abomination or whatever #whatever they see in me is never enough to face difficult concepts of abuse and recovery #and i'm tired of being seen as a nuisance because of something i didn't do and i didn't cause #i had zero control over where i was born or what was done to me there #but it's a reason to abandon me #i don't know where my group of people is :(

[awkwardrocker]

I think my big issue with the Lance/Ricciardo crash during the Chinese GP is that Lance doubled down that it absolutely was not his fault. He fucked up. He didn't brake and launched Danny into the air. That's just the facts.

He ruined his race, Danny's race, Hulkenberg's race, and Piastri's race. And he can't be bothered to take responsibility. Accidents happen. But for goodness sake, you've gotta own up to it my dude.

#just like piastri said #he complained that everyone else braked #when that should've been what was expected #all safety car restarts involve some slowing down and bunching up #and then the lead driver just punching it trying to catch the field off guard #that's like #the whole point of the strategy on that restart #to not even be looking in front of you is unacceptable #but even then #at least admit you fucked up #don't blame everyone else #if everyone else is braking and you know you cannot overtake in that moment you should too #formula 1 #f1 #formula one #lance stroll

[coldgpa]

Even if steddie isnt real at all and their scenes were supposed to be strictly platonic... why the fuck did the actors act like that. Like even if it wasnt written in the script, I feel like both of their performances were just charged with tension. I'll be honest Steve's actor does a lot of lip staring at men

#steddie #that argument he had with Tommy that one time? rewatcg and ull know exactly what im talking about #edit: the actors actually were trying to make it gay #i cant believe it #i was right on the money #but even then #its like their chemistry is written into the damn script too #the ppl eddie has the longest and most meaningful convos with are dustin and for some reason steve #ok edit again #tommys actor saying he thought tommy had a crush on steve... i knew

[anteomnia]

reid being treated like the baby of the bau in season 1 is so funny to me, he’s supposed to be the smartest mfer there but they act like he can’t even figure out how to “think outside the box”

#could turn this into an autism thing #because all autistic coded characters are treated like this #the only one i accept is him struggling to shoot a gun #but even then #mfer did a headshot by the end of the episode #idk man #i got complaints #but i also find it so fuckin funny #man can read a book and recite it within the hour #but can’t win a game of chess against gideon? #get him a chess book #criminal minds #spencer reid #jason gideon #criminal minds s1 #autism #autistic

[yuesya]

Wow, the disrespect Heian!Shiki is dealing to Sukuna is off the charts. First, she’s the only sorcerer to beat him, ending his reign of terror, making him reincarnate centuries into the future. Next, one of her descendants (eh, technically) once again kicks his ass as soon as he comes back, then!! He gets a new vessel that only he controls, and tries to kills the vessel’s sister, but uh oh, Shiki comes back at his moment of triumph as another reincarnated sorcerer! She doesn’t even have the decency to respect him as an opponent, the only thing she thinks of when fighting him is, “god, I have better things to do than deal with him again”. Sukuna is seething lmao, love to see it

LOL I guess if you look at things this way Sukuna is certainly having A Time in the Heian AU haha.

Heian-Shiki is a lot more arrogant than her other counterparts. Somewhat similar to Mother AU Shiki, except Heian Shiki is a lot more overt and careless in her attitude. Mother AU Shiki is arrogant in a way that speaks of confidence, while Heian Shiki is arrogant in a way that speaks of superiority.

#QA #zenith of stars au #heian shiki au #mother au #in some ways mother au shiki also 'plays by the rules' #heian shiki does not #heian yuzuki would be the only one who is able to get her to play nice #but even then #only when she feels like it #the rest of the gojo clan adores her too much to cross their strongest sorcerer

[l3m-ntwo]

"you're just passing your life by feeding the eggs? no no Badboy, you can do better than that"

This sentence is really interesting to me actually, For me I think the most amazing times any immortal would have in their life time would be loving and being loved back. Like sure feeling the thrill of almost dying is nice and all but I'm pretty sure immortal people experienced a good amount of that feeling in their undying life time. Mortals say that they want to live life to the fullest only because they know that their life is gonna end at some point, but the thing is immortals can't die so through thousands of years of living they've practically experienced all that life has got to offer so at some point they just wanna settle down with people they love but it always ends, all the people they know will die and they'll go back to being alone until the next someone comes along. To them, loving someone is the most thrilling and most painful thing they will ever experience in their life.

So yeah, I think q!Bad is living the life right now with his two egg children

#but even then #no matter how much they love or how many people they have loved #they will always be the most loneliest people in the world. #3am thoughts #qsmp #qsmp badboyhalo #qsmpblr