Sometimes I think about how the turtles are just kids, y’know? Just kids and yet it’s up to them to save people, save New York, save the world.
It’s honestly really sad. They were created to be soldiers and while they chose to protect rather than destroy, they remain soldiers all the same.
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Prompt:
Instead of going for Tim, Jason goes for the easiest way to utterly destroy his Replacement and kidnaps his civilian boyfriend to demonstrate just how easy it is to lose something (or someone) you love in this line of work.
And while the whole “make the Replacement beg” part of the plan is going amazing…. Jason really didn’t plan the whole “keeping a conspiracy theorist teenager hostage” through to the end.
Bernard just wants to know what the new crime lord’s deal with Robin is. And why— and how— exactly he’s supposed to be a bargaining chip when he can count the times he met Robin on one hand. oh! and could someone maybe tell his boyfriend, Tim, that he’ll be late for their coffee date on Tuesday?
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i’m. a little bit wrecked over ashton in episode 78 y’all. i’m a little sad. just a little . i just. damn.
they hurt themself really fucking badly. and they could have killed their friends chasing something that was never theirs, chasing a reality that never was, that they never actually wanted in the first place. all because he was just fucking wrong about something. they just—they made a mistake. and it was the worst possible mistake they could have made. and i’m just thinking about how awful that is, to realize how little you actually value your own life in the middle of a crater you made with your own body because you just died and reformed and all you can think is how much you would have deserved to stay dead, to hurt forever, for the fact that the people before you were cruel and horrible and you mirrored them without a second thought in a matter of days.
like that’s so fucked dude. how do you rebuild a self esteem you never had after doing something so monumentally wrong. you stop using that false bravado because it won’t do you any good anymore, now that they all know how weak you are. how do you start caring about yourself when there’s so much to loathe, so much to make up for, so much to apologize for. that’s fucking terrible. how is he literally ever gonna trust himself again? trust his own judgement? trust what he wants? the last time he wanted something that badly it killed him and nearly broke his friends. like holy shit. how do you. how. how?
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Me: having a nice day
My brain: sonic will eventually have to leave nine, because there’s no way he’s going to stay with him when everything’s done, and yeah it could totally go ‘goodbye sonic! Thank you for helping me make friends!’ But on the other hand it could totally go with nine feeling betrayed (maybe even trying to fight sonic) because ‘you said we where best friends and now you’re just running off, was it a lie? Was everything a lie? Why would you leave?’ Or becoming jealous of tails, or becoming sad and angry and the trope of ‘if I’m mean to you now I’ll feel less bad about you leaving’
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there is nothing more heartbreaking as an older sister for your younger brother to call you at 3:30 am drunk and crying because there’s too much pressure on him and too many high expectations that he feels like he’s not living up to and not being able to do anything about it 🥲
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how are y’all forming coherent thoughts today? stringing words together, making synapses fire, experiencing anything other than pure chaotic joy? i wish i could take this feeling in my chest and explain it in words. it’s just too big right now. too big and floaty and all consuming. it’s elation, grief, pride, feeling seen, and knowing some of the closest people to me will never be able to under its importance. not in the same way and maybe not at all.
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I started to watch opla 1,5 weeks ago and I watched sanji’s childhood for the first time, yesterday. It kinda makes me cry to remember how zeff, a random pirate who killed thousands of people, lied to little sanji about having the bigger sack of food to himself with the excuse that he was a grown ass man and sanji was a kid; giving the little (only ) sack of food to sanji and eating his own leg so sanji could live longer. My own dad wouldn’t even consider this idea and , at the end, let me die I guess.
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