its actually so crazy how the writing team was like “lets make grief and loss important themes for alisaie as a character” so in BCOB she learns about making peace with her grandfather’s death to live life on her own terms, for her own sake. she goes out herself to explore eorzea. and then emery dies while shes powerless to do anything about it. and then she almost dies believing that urianger was going to betray her and the scions. and then she watches the same tower her brother was supposed to be in get bombed not knowing if he escaped in time. and then she watches the people she loves be picked off one by one, physically present but spiritually gone, while being powerless to help them. and then she loses contact with alphinaud (again) not knowing if he’s okay. if he’s safe. and then the next time she sees him immediately its his limp body being carried by a stranger. and then she begs the warrior of light to not leave her alone. and then she watches tesleen die powerless to do anything about it. and then she watches the warrior of light nearly succumb to becoming a sin-eater, risking dooming not only the fate of the first, but the source. and then she finds the cold bodies of licinia and her sister, ultimately more victims of their despair than anything else, people who she’d been trying to help. and then s
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you know i do wonder how many sonic characters actually have living parents. like knuckles is the last of his kind so obviously his parents arent around anymore. both guys who could be considered shadows dads are 100 percent confirmed dead. sonic is canonically an orphan im pretty sure. and on the other side of the coin cream is like the only character in the game cast who has a living parent we actually see onscreen. but what about everyone else i dont think theres a straight answer for any other character. other than rouge's mom being mentioned a couple times i Guess but we dont even know anything about her or if shes still alive just that she existed at some point. are these kids constantly putting themselves in danger because they dont have parents around to stop them or because their parents just dont care
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going from "sucks that there really isn't a lot of yuri in fandom, I wonder why (misogyny, maybe)" to "don't worry yuri writers! you are still loved!!! don't worry about the greedy complainers that are asking for too much (just a smidgen less focus on men)!!!" sure is a whiplash within 24hrs of following that discussion
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slight rant/vent
Though I'm also posting on twt at @bluravenite in case you want to interact with me outside of hate anons
Yk there's probably hate anons going around all the time but it's been really apparent this past week that some people genuinely don't know to shut the fuck up... I have stopped posting with the same frequency as i was bc i am working on commissions and drawing takes time but i might just keep a more sort of closed parasocial relationship/ treat Tumblr more as a portfolio than as social media if that keeps happening... Sorry that i rant in here a lot but it's genuinely exhausting sometimes when most of your mutuals on this app are getting rude anons...
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it is really really wild how lately i get home from work and my depression just clears. like my tiredness melts away and i get excited for the future again. and then when i go to bed i have a hyperventilating panic attack because i have to go back in ~8 hours.
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Why can’t I ever actually enjoy things! There is always some level of anxiety and uncomfortableness! I’m always so tense and uncomfortable it’s fucking exhausting! I’m tired and want everything to stop making noise and breathing!!!!!
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I will not regret having loved.
I don't mean I won't be sad, and my heart won't ache over connections I've lost.
I don't mean I always forgive people who have betrayed my trust and hurt me.
I don't mean I haven't loved the wrong person before.
I mean, the day I regret having felt love at all is the day I fear I will truly lose myself in every way that matters.
Even if I no longer hold any love for someone, I can not regret having felt it in the first place.
Why on earth should I regret the part of me that loves when it is my favorite thing about myself? Why should I shame myself for feeling the very same thing that allows me to have friends to hug and laugh with and milestones to celebrate?
I refuse to feel at fault for having felt something so beautiful and untouchable as love. I can not with good conscience condemn the version of me that loved when I didn't know why I shouldn't have. I will not punish myself over having found something worth loving, even for only a few seconds.
So I will weep for the connections I've lost, and I will do so proudly.
I will scream and cuss and cry at and about the people who have hurt me, and I will do so proudly.
I will laugh and hug and celebrate the people in my life, and I will do so proudly.
I will do these things with all the love I've ever felt etched into my heart, and I will do so proudly.
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