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ieidolon · 6 months
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Insane to me that certain comic book creators who shall not be named dismissed Jonathan Harker as a "milk sop" and a boring character. White-haired avenger with ambiguously vampiric superstrength Jonathan Harker. Most violent and unhinged member of the vampire hunters Jonathan Harker. Ran at Dracula with a kukri knife without skipping a beat and then tried to climb out of a window to pursue him Jonathan Harker. "Like a living flame" Jonathan Harker. Calls his bond with his wife "the holiest love" and determines that if she becomes a vampire, even if Dracula calls her to his side, "she shall not go into that dark night alone" Jonathan Harker. You know. That one.
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tagerrkix · 7 months
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rage.
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hajihiko · 6 months
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Hold me back 😡😡😡
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zeroducks-2 · 9 months
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When I see Jason and Bruce acting like the stereotypical "prodigal son and gruff but loving father" (in canon!) my blood boils.
Jason died. Bruce did not avenge him, not even "playing by the rules", so not even by arresting the Joker. He didn't do JACK SHIT after his boy was murdered. And once Jason came back, Bruce slit his throat in order to save the life of the man who murdered him, and then left him to die in a burning building.
They should be unable to coexist in the same room let alone speak let alone have a "difficult but ultimately loving relationship". I hate you DC I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE
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minniiaa · 3 months
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The first scene of Law in Wano is so funny because he’s just chilling out for once in his goddamn life just waiting around for the strawhats and when Bepo tells him Luffy made it he’s like “oh finally glad he made it, what’s the problem?”
Then he finds out the idiot he decided to ally himself with is there not even 24 hours and is already breaking into an official’s base to save some kid he just met with his equally idiotic first mate whose face is on every wanted poster effectively derailing his meticulously crafted plans.
He is visibly shaking with rage and this is his reaction like god please give this man a xanax prescription or maybe just some peace and quiet. His blood pressure must be through the roof.
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littlecrittereli · 2 months
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How would Chris react to Martin's scars? :3
SPOILER WARNING FOR REPROGRAMMED!!!!
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erm lets just say he's coping!
(its 2 am... I ruined my sleep schedule to make this lol)
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sunflowerwizard · 4 months
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I wish there were more meaningful insights into Wyll's relationship with his father that didn't turn into "lol daddy kink amirite" or "this is why we should kill Ulder"
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lazycranberrydoodles · 8 months
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COME ON GUYS DON'T LET DIANXIA DOWN
#images i drew on my phone approximately 90 seconds before class started#tma vs tgcf is pitting two bad bitches against each other but#from the other guys propaganda he is apparently a beloved side character#which i totally understand.#BUT HUA CHENG IS THE DEUTERANTAGONIST WHO LOVED XIE LIAN SO MUCH IT UNDOOMED HIM FROM THE NARRATIVE#HE DIDNT CLAW HIS WAY OUT OF TONGLU TO BE BEATEN LIKE THIS#also tma has gay people that dont undoom each other from the narrative. L + ratio (/j/j/j/j we all love tragedies here)#hua cheng will never rest in peace and he doesn't want to because he has a smokin boyfriend#they are both angry goths but has gerry died THREE TIMES????? no. just once. lame.#gerry got his skin bound into a necromancy book that was eventually burned but hua cheng ripped out his eye to craft a sickass scimitar !!!#hua cheng haunts the narrative before he dies in a hundred tiny ways and then HEAVILY after he dies a second time#he's an awesome city owner and has violent beef with HEAVEN. and he carves statues and paints and builds temples#and is also a self conscious loser <3#his gay awakening was intensely traumatic and religious for everybody involved. and he's had the same life mission since he was 10#he is actively fighting ghost discrimination and getting dangerous magical items off of the normal human market#also he is always bedecked in elaborate silver and chains and eyeliner and ALWAYS in blood red clothes#HE CAN MAKE IT RAIN BLOOD!!???!?!? ALSO#he stick and poked his god's name on himself but his handwriting is so bad it's unrecognizable and the signs he puts up have evil auras#this has ceased to be propaganda. now im just gushing. only tgcf fans will see this anyway. whatever youre getting blorbo rant#tgcf#art#poll#hua cheng#lmao#my art#tian guan ci fu#hualian#xie lian#hob#heaven official's blessing
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that-angry-noldo · 5 months
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the comments under tma episodes annoy me so much sometimes ngl. "nobody trusts jon" "everybody hates jon for things he didn't do" "jon is trying to be better and everyone just cuts him off :(" yeah it's almost like the characters were put through extreme traumatic events, environment where they can die any minute to some horrible awful power, and have been methodically stripped of trust and safety. god damn why can't people treat basira and melanie with the same amount of empathy they treated jon back in season 2
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bunnieswithknives · 1 year
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Imagine somehow David was killed and turned into a puppet, forced to spend eternity with his creations. How screwed would he be?
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Ima be honest I really like this as a post-cannon idea, all the puppets escaping and David simultaneously getting to experience the same fate he condemned so many others to, while also kinda getting a new start.
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koppaiterocker · 4 months
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This account does NOT forgive King Peppy
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dumnslut · 14 days
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It's lonely isn't it?
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undertheredhood · 6 months
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dick grayson 🤝 jason todd
psychologically scarring their
furry dad (aka bruce wayne) as
a way to bond with each other.
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piinkyypriincess · 3 months
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SOUR CHERRY
Luke Castellan x OC
"Fuck the God's, angel, you're mine."
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Main Pairing ~ Luke Castellan x Daughter of Oizys!OC
Warnings ~ Depressing themes, failure, anger, and anxiety.
Spoilers ~ A Ton‼️
Masterpost ~ Here.
Beta Read/Edited ~ No (No beta lmao)
Word Count ~ 940 Words.
Chp Summary ~ December 21st, 2005. The day of the Winter Solstice, Luke Castellan's dark eye's scorned the God's as they argued. Usually, he smelled like sweet, fruity nectar; a concoction his own success and greatness. That day, he smelled like sour cherries.
Chp 1 ~ Failure and Success, Only One Step Apart
Failure smelt like a field of ripe strawberries and raw sap from pine needles.
Nisha thought she could smell failure because she couldn't taste success. Perhaps failure smelt so good, so sweet, because success was meant to be on a tongue. Victor's with glory tasted success and savored it on their taste buds, whilst failures smelt the sweet aroma only.
That was their punishment, the smell, not the taste, because a failure isn't good enough to have pleasantries on their tongue.
Failure and success were only one step away from each other after all.
No, failure didn't actually smell like the sweet labors of nature. Strawberries and pine was what Nisha with no last name associated it with though. It's how she smelt. Everyone's success and failure smelt vaguely different, Nisha just had a talent of picking out the scents.
Failure smelt like raw sugars with sour base notes.
It was unfiltered and not as sweet as success that smelt like a candy factory. It was as if the God's teased that failure smelt good, but not that good, so others should keep trying for success that smelt even better. It tasted even greater.
Lucus Castellan smelt like fruity, sweet, nectar. He smelt better than ambrosia hovering over her face and tasting like fresh strawberries. He is a true Demi-God prodigy that smelt like the embodiment of success.
However, on the night of December 21st, he smelt like wilting flowers, decaying tree bark, molding fruit, and ozone.
All those smells weren't necessarily bad, but they weren't great. It's like it poured from the tall teens pores though, etched into his skin as the Winter Scholastic ended in panic.
Nisha didn't allow the panic around her to consume her body or brain. Chiron ushered campers out of Olympus, and the God's angrily conversed in ancient Greek as the children fled. The only person in all of Olympus that smelt oddly good was Ares, the God of War.
Tears threatened to well up in Nisha's amber eyes as the smells of anxiety, despair, and sadness filled her nose. Her brain was hardwired to feel negative emotions deeper than anyone else as she could feel everyone's negative emotions. She fed off of failure, off of anxiety, but in the same breath she was riddled with it.
A Demi-Gods strength is a curse.
Nisha blinked her amber orbs and bit down on the plush flesh of her bottom lip. Campers talked worridly over head, not noticing her there. She had an essentially invisible presence if she didn't make herself known. Bile threatened to climb up her throat as Zeus yelled partially loud and lightning crackled around the room.
“My Master Bolt is gone, Apollo!” He screamed in ancient greek at the sun God. Apollo's blonde brows formed a crease in the middle of his golden brown forehead, his angelic features screwed up angrily.
The brown girl could smell sandalwood, unripe mandarin oranges, decaying red currants, and burnt moss. The prophetic healing God of the sun's thousand rays, was frustrated.
Campers flinched away from Zeus’ bright lightning and thunderous tone. He made startled yelps go around as campers filed through the sacred Olympus headquarters doors, and down the elevators in groups.
Nisha swallowed thickly, and took a deep breath, daring to focus on Ares, who smelt like a burning forest, gasoline, musky leather, and exotic lilies. The God smelt joyous, he was excited, and that was all the more reason for Nisha to be even more afraid.
Positive emotions were harder for her to sniff out, but it wasn't impossible.
Lucus Castellan wasn't far from her eyesight, his head was welted down to the floor as he carefully walked amongst his fellow campers. The Hermes cabin counselor ushered the younger campers out the large doors of Olympus with concern. He looked seemingly distant in presence, a far away look in his eyes as he was lost in thought.
Nisha separated herself from the two last groups of campers to peel from Olympus and down from the 600th floor of the Empire State Building. She crept next to Luke, who gestured his hands to keep the Demi-Gods moving.
He didn't notice her, nobody would, and that was just fine with Nisha. She blended into the shadows neatly, and kept up with the emotions flitting around the area.
Luke's dark curls were ruffled downwards, as If he had a hat or helmet covering his head prior to the incident. His orbs were dark like a clear night, and a gentle gleam of soft lilac shone underneath his downturned eyes. A sickly green color tinged his usually tan skin with a mulberry color blossoming on his jaw.
Nisha questioned how nobody noticed the boy's frazzled form. Her question was answered as the ignorant God's yelled in their mother tongue, and the centaur Chiron led children down the elevator. Ignorant is what they all were, it would be their downfall, Nisha suspected.
Luke takes one last look at the God's and his saddened scent of wilted flowers, decaying tree bark, moldy fruit, and essence of ozone washes away promptly. His eyes harden over like the night glaring down at cooled obsidian; the sharp igneous rocks attempt to cut at the Gods, who argue amongst themselves.
His plush lips were chapped, and when his hooded monolid twitched, his lip curled into a sneer of disgust, of anger.
Nisha can smell dead willows in full force with the undertones of rancid nuts and base notes of sour cherries.
That's what his fruity smell was; he smelt like cherries, and the ripe sourness of it promised wrath.
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"We need more complex and flawed main characters!"
You guys couldn't even handle Blitzø Buckzo.
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inamindfarfaraway · 22 days
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How Hermes talks about Luke to others: (the most adoring, protective, forgiving father you've ever met, full of praise and admiration, refuses to give up on him no matter what crimes he commits, defends him to the heroes and begs them to show him mercy, utterly crushed by regret for his own failures)
How Hermes talks to Luke:
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