Käärijä is ready to let cha cha cha go, I hope he can soon. Let Häärijä wear the yellow or green bolero, so that Käärijä can put more focus on his usual music, while also having the opportunity, time, and creative freedom to experiment to his heart's content. That way he can compartmentalize cha away into its folder, still perform it because it is the song that rocketed him into fame, and not grow to hate it.
ive just been lying in bed, thinking about the eighth sense, this whole morning, trying to figure out and put together my thoughts and my conclusion is I just can’t do it. bc everything i read, all the dream theories and hallucination theories and meds and alcohol and when does it stop being real, I just can’t figure out in my head what I do actually believe. bc that’s not far-fetched, I know it. I mean look at that sequence in blueming where dawon has that whole imaginary sequence with his parents and siwon. that was all very clearly a dream sequence, like with the context of the scene prior and how people interacted, I could tell it wasn’t real right away. this, i just don’t know. bc I believe very easily that this is something jaewon would do. after the conversation with his therapist and his night of drinking and what taehyung brought up, how angry it made him, Jihyun’s words of comfort and then what happened in the morning, the camera breaking, his father. all of that is reason enough for jaewon to snap and do something spur of the moment and kind of crazy but actually seek out that escape and relief he needs. his emotions are so heightened, this isn’t just something he can just cover with a mask and get on with, he needs release. and jihyun’s words are a lifeline that he clings onto hoping their genuine.
i love that scene where jihyun is bringing up the logical things about having no clothes and not preparing to stay over and jaewon just reiterates that line. you said when I’m having a hard time, i can contact you. he is so used to being nice to everyone and never wanted to cause a fuss or upset or disagree. He doesn’t want to be a burden, but the way he then says that, kind of pathetic and kind of desperate and kind of defensive yet he states it so clearly. Bc so often when someone may they go about their trip and decide what to do next, sleeping on the beach only to then get a hotel room, surfing then sleeping together then surfing again. it’s all very erratic bc i think that’s how jaewon feels and is acting, and jihyun is just along for the ride. idk how to judge how jihyun feels in all of this bc if we take everything at face value it kind of is a lot to take in and to then be intimate while jaewon is in this headspace feels fast and not smart, but then again jihyun doesn’t have to be smart. he has been shown to want to do crazy stuff, to try things, to get out of that country bumpkin bubble and when he loves and cares for jaewon, i don’t think anything he does on this trip either is out of the realm of possibility. and I think that plays very well into the ending. they are both being kind of reckless, especially jihyun bc it’s established he can’t swim, or at least can’t swim wellc, so an accident could easily happen, and no matter how bad the accident is, it’ll be horrific to jaewon. a person he cares for getting into an accident with him in the sea, it’s a perfect, horrid mirror, and for him it’ll only reaffirm what he already believes. idk what that thing is yet, whether it’s arbitrary ‘bad things happen around him’, or he’s irresponsible or can’t trust himself to do something or powerlessness that he can’t do anything or feeling inadequate bc he can’t help, nevertheless he puts all the burden of the accident on him. After all, he was the only person there. He was the only person that could’ve done something, could’ve changed the outcome and he didn’t, or more likely, wouldn’t.
But with these kinds of accidents, what jaewon needs to see is that that burden is not his to bare, at least not alone. so many other things and factors lead to things happening, and ultimately an accident can be just that; an accident, something he can do nothing about and has to deal with grief but not guilt.
All this is to say, I do ultimately think this happens. Choppy cutting and dreamy looking camera work is all something that yes while you can analyze it for meaning, is also an artistic choice and can be read a number of different ways, one of them being that jaewon does see this time with jihyun as a dream. it’s closed off and private and secluded and quiet and he’s with someone he loves, he can see that as perfect, as dream-like, and then that final scene is a sudden, terrifying change that is amplified to him. and I think it actually happened bc I think it needs to happen for the story. the most natural progression of this plot is for an accident to happen and for jaewon to distance himself because of it. And it bodes well that this is happening at the end of ep 6 and not ep 8, bc nowthe aftermath and and the repercussions of this and an eventual reconciliation can be given the time it needs and deserves. this isn’t just about a thing getting between jaewon and hugging only for them to overcome it and be together as happens in many other shows. if anything, the relationship is secondary, it’ can now only be a result of jaewon making progress mentally in whatever form that will take.
"I wore a black coat and had never existed." (209, "The Black Coat")
"Did she lean over your sobbing face and ask you, 'Why are you crying when you don't even exist?' […] Have you ever decided you wanted a lightweight wool button-up coat, all black?" (171, "Go to the Mirror?")
talked about this with a friend on twitter but i have little doubt that goku will probably outlive few of his loved ones due to saiyan biology. at least by a few decades- i don't think even goku can escape old age lol. specifically with chi-chi for example, i'd think he'd mourn her in his own way- but i doubt it'd get to him to completely change him drastically. that's just not goku is, and he lacks that sort of emotional maturity in all honesty. even as an adult. plus, it's not like goku doesn't know what comes after death. he's more than familiar with both heaven and hell, and knows by now that his wife will wait for him no matter what, just like he would for her. death isn't an end for him, but a new beginning, and even in death he'll be reunited with all his loved ones again in heaven.
HERE IS what is one of the many painful things for me and Minthara. The fact that she is the one who fills the roll of 'pushed out' when it comes to the group or friend circle. Let me explain that. She consistently proves how she does care for others in the group, she does not approve of giving up Shadowheart and actively supports her independence, she is protective of Astarion and hopes for his freedom, true freedom, she respects Lae'zel, she respects Gale and advises him against self-deprivation in Mystra's name, stands by Minsc, respects Jaheira, and when each is put in danger by Orin she is usually INTENT on getting them back safely.
But when it's time to step up for Minthara? There is hardly any care given, and it is even met with reluctance in some companions (save for Karlach and .. one other?? maybe two other?? companions??)
She also notes how there have been 'other' reunions that had occurred since the end of the game which she was not invited, and is actually visibly miffed about it. She notes already how no one will acknowledge that a DROW saved the world, and notes how that detail will surely be dismissed.
Don't forget, it's canonical that she wishes for your companion group to be her found family after losing her home, and just to have this be something that is how she is MET... oof.
Just gonna say I've been a good girl all night so I'm going to waste some time combing through my tumblr for you tag and apologize to my TL in advance for the amount of Xedgin artwork I'm prolly gonna reblog. And the amount of drooling I will be doing over Holga and wanting her to alternately wife me and bend me into a subby pretzel.
They're not mutually exclusive but there is definitely some interesting intersectionality there. Ah the endless dichotomy that is my weird gray ace life.
arven calling you “little buddy” in the beginning as a begrudging way to try and get you to do things for him, but over the course of the path of titans, he really starts to see you as his friend, so the “little buddy” becomes genuine
Forgot to post these anywhere but I think some of them turned out okay. Some def need a lil work. I started designing little buildings with the idea of making an exploration game for my OC The Traveler. I don’t know that I’ll ever actually make a game, but it’s fun coming up with the possible assets.
is this is all i've ever known? by shutupsolace ( @queerwizarrds )
It’s barely a second.
But it’s enough to remember that nothing is going to happen.
Because Robin is dead. Finished, 3.2k words.
*** ** * ** ***
Bruce wakes with a jolt, bolting straight up in his bed. The blanket pools around his waist, leaving his bare skin exposed to the chilly night air. The sweat is already cooling, but he feels like he’s on fire. A name is clenched in his teeth.
He’s holding his arms out, bent slightly, like they should be holding something. He should be holding something.
The feeling of the body is still familiar in his arms. He buries his head in his hands and swallows back the howl.
[...]
“I don’t need your help,” Bruce says. Like it’s a fact. Like it’s ever been true. (What’s Batman without Robin?)
Dick recoils. “Hey, we’re just–” He struggles. “I’m just worried about you, okay? This isn’t easy for any of us. We– we’re all grieving.” He looks down and even with the mask, Bruce can see the look on his face.
Bruce shakes him off. “Not like me,” he mutters. (What’s Batman without Robin?)
Dick pulls back like he struck him. Maybe he had. Nothing really seems to stick in Bruce’s mind anymore. (Except for one thing, and good god, why can’t he stop thinking about it, why can’t he stop seeing the blood–)
“Fine,” Dick spits, like the word is poison in his mouth. “Fine, you want to kill yourself? Whatever. Not my problem anymore.” He leans forward, anger rolling off him in waves. “But don’t tell me I’m not grieving. He was my brother.”
(What’s Batman without Robin?)
He leaves without looking back.
(Alone.)
[...]
“Why didn’t you save me, Bruce?” His voice trembles. “Why did you let him take me away from you?”
His vision goes dark.
He’s aware, briefly, of someone moving him. Noises, voices maybe, filter in and out.
I dont know why but ive been really into doing landscaping in sims lately
this is the only part of this house thats fully done. i moved a sim in so i could use the TOOL mod so the plants wouldnt be floating on the hill and to smush the rocks into the steeper parts a bit better and THEN i found a bunch of debug planters and thought it would be cool if THOSE were set in ground and it became a whole thing
unfortunately debug items cant be rotated with the tool mod so i just had to lower them into the ground until all parts were touching the ground in some way but oh well. it looks fine so thats all that matters tho i did notice a few of the plants that i missed that are still floating. you may be able to see them in one of the pictures lol
the balconies are also both done but i didnt include pictures of them....mostly cuz i forgot.
i realized after i started taking screenshots that i forgot to stick some windows on the first floor of the side of the house that the greenhouse is on. the kitchen is gonna be in that area and i was waiting til after i got that laid out before adding windows but i meant to add some temporary ones for the screenshots and got distracted by the balconies.....which you cant even really see in the screenshots lmao
Not my video but I just wanted to post about this, to talk about being a scared gay teen when Matthew Sheppard was murdered. I want to talk about how hard this was to live through even though I was hundreds of miles away from Laramie, never knew a single soul involved, but it still gutted me. Things like this cause ripples, stirs up raw emotions, and to this day makes me cry. I had JUST figured out I was gay when everything happened, I was scared and felt alone while people around me talked about how it was his fault, that he got what he deserved. The defense of "gay panic" made me feel dirty, wrong, and hopeless to the point where I found myself in my family bathroom looking at a bottle of pills and wondering if I should end it. People act like its over while theres a church in Texas openly talking about shooting anyone who isn't a cis straight person in the head. They preach hatred and anger as if it were words of love from god, as if murder was an olive branch. If you are reading this alone in your room late at night, afraid of someone seeing know that you are loved unconditionally, that there are people who want you to keep fighting, and that you will make it out of there alive.