i love ryomina
no but seriously. even when i’m thinking about other things that captivate my interest, i find myself coming back to them and feeling like i fell down three whole flights of staircases every time i do. they are one of my favorite pairs in media and are very special to me.
it’s the way that ryoji and minato’s lives are inevitably intertwined with each other due to the circumstances 10 years ago on the moonlight bridge. without no minato, there is no ryoji. minato as he is today is because of ryoji. they have irreparably affected each other’s lives that you cannot discuss one without bringing up the other one.
ryoji mochizuki, who is death, pharos, thanatos, nyx avatar, the man of many names and identities, is the perfect summation of p3′s messages and themes.
minato arisato, the wildcard and protagonist, who has boundless kindness in his actions despite the unfortunate cards handed to him.
the two of them complement each other and tell a beautiful story from start to finish.
minato’s personas capture this perfectly. he awakens to orpheus, who’s flames burns bright, is snuffed out by thanatos during the encounter against the arcana magician. a visual precursor of the idea that ryoji stole from the life that minato could have had.
it’s the way that over the course of the game as minato interacts with pharos, talking throughout the dark hour, forging a bond that cannot be broken, that allows ryoji to exist. minato humanizes death.
november. the bells toll, calling the appriser. and yet, it’s peaceful... quiet, and full of life. ryoji, who breaks free from death’s chains, refusing his role, is given the chance to live for a month. to make the most of the humanity that minato has given him over those ten years. and what a life he lived. ryoji’s life is a reflection of what minato’s life could have been like in another universe.
it is the way the two of them are reflections of each other. ryoji with his hair down is just like minato. they are both stubbornly committed to choosing to be kind, to love life, yet are chained down by the cards the narrative dealt them with. they finish each other’s sentences, knowing each other intimately in a way no one else does.
how is that, a boy who lived for only one month, profoundly changes the course of the narrative? he is simultaneously relevant and irrelevant. blink, and you miss it, the beautiful life that he led.
ryoji is horrified at the revelations of being the appriser. he who so desperately wished to forget that his existence was meant to bring the end to all life, was unable to escape the inevitability of death. in a non-human way, of course. he becomes remorseful. a shadow of his brief time as a human who was enamored by the small beautiful things that life had to offer.
he is swallowed by grief. grief knowing that his very existence will take away not only minato’s life, but everyone else’s. the very thing that ryoji loved- life, fundamentally went against the role he was born for- to be the harbinger of death. and unable to grapple with this sadness he believes that the best thing for minato to do is to kill him, so that SEES can live in bliss not knowing about their inevitable end.
SEES is left rattled, calling into question what the meaning of life is and what they do when faced against the inevitability of death.
and!!! minato chooses!! for ryoji to live!! even in spite of what ryoji is MEANT to embody, minato still stubbornly chooses to defy death itself! and if that’s not cool i don’t know what is!! minato wants everyone to have the chance to live!!
so he climbs. he ascends tartarus, to meet ryoji, again, who is now the nyx avatar. and i just think there’s something so so beautiful about being able to use messiah, minato’s ultimate persona, against nyx avatar.
messiah, being the fusion of orpheus and thanatos is peak ryomina to me. because ryoji and minato have established an unbreakable bond from having been entwined for 10 years, minato still has a piece of death with him, and by proxy!! ryoji is able to defy and rebel against nyx trying to bring the fall! and i think that’s fucking cool shit if you ask me!
even when all of the arcanas have been gone through, it’s still not enough to stop the fall. and yet. minato knows. in the way that ryoji was sealed in minato 10 years ago by aigis... minato becomes the great seal so that everyone can live. it comes full circle.
march rolls around. he fulfills his promise to SEES on graduation day. minato dies from exhaustion. but goddamn does his sacrifice make me weep- he’s had such, such a tiring journey. he’s been through so many things because he was at the wrong place at the wrong time. but at the end of it all, he’s reunited with ryoji in death.
and i think this is why ryomina continues to evoke so much emotions for me, to this day. the relationship that they have embodies so much of persona 3′s messages and themes that it makes me feel like a microwave with nothing running in it.
p3′s message is very hopeful, for me. my favorite takeaway from it is that even if death is inevitable, appreciating the life that we were given and choosing to live as best as we can with kindness (even if we can’t feasibly do everything), is just? really nice? and you see this manifest in both ryoji and minato’s personalities and what they do for the other characters.
ryomina just feels so distinct to me, the flavor that their relationship ties back to my favorite takeaways from this game and im just!! god!! i love you minato arisato! i love you ryoji mochizuki! im so glad that i could meet them! i’m happy that they changed my life! they made me want to appreciate the connections in life even if they were fleeting! they made me!! want to pay attention to the good moments in life and cherish them!
i love ryomina so much!!! i’m so glad that these two could bring so much joy into my life! and i hope that others can have this joy too! 💛💙
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I didn't do much for my birthday but I didn't make plans or tell anyone tbh but everyone is so much more involved in my life now.. it feels like everyone's going out of the way to hang with me this week 😭😭😭
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the past few days have been so wholesome. i will always be fond and emotional when thinking of the sweet girl who stopped me outside of the venue to ask me if i wanted a friendship bracelet even if i didnt have anything to swap it with, and her friend who gave me a rainbow heart sticker to put on my shirt! the two artists (@/mBartworks and @/_.watercolor_sugar._ on ig, check them out!) who gave us the cutest little artworks they had printed out and took a pic of me and my friends in front of the venue. and the person who was standing next to me in turin, saw me crying during hoth and asked me if they could hug me. the other girl that was standing next to me in turin who got emotional for every. single. song and who in turn made ME emotional for every single song cause apparently people crying make me cry. then gaia and valentina, the two girls i met while getting inside the venue in turin who we stayed with for the whole show, who i held as if we'd been friends for years (it surely felt like it!) while they got emotional during copy: we screamed lyrics at each other, danced together, held hands, swapped our phone numbers so that we could stay in contact and meet up for other shows in the future, ran around the venue together to try and catch louis at the end of the show. the group of young girls who were sitting next to us on the grass outside the venue before the show who entertained us and made us laugh so genuinely. the couple of parents who stayed in the back of the standing area in bologna and who looked amused but fond at the weirdos doing a conga line during all this time. alessandra, the girl who was squished behind me while we were waiting post show for louis to come greet us in bologna, who gave me her number so i could send her the pics: she was sure she wouldn't come up in any pic cause she was a bit behind and - hours later, after realizing she actually was in the pic with louis (because he is the selfie master, kudos to you king) - sent me a selfie of herself crying, captioned "IM IN IT TOO😭", and reduced my heart to shambles and made me break down while sitting on the ground at 1 am outside the venue. to the merch-clad louies who were on our same 7 am flixbus from turin to bologna who i shared sleepy but excited looks with. my friend with big incredulous teary heart eyes while looking around at the yellow lights during angels fly. my other friend who started crying as soon as bigger than me started playing in bologna. and really, i could stay here for hours talking about how endearing it was when anyone - literally anyone! - looked at you, smiled and told you "have a good show!!!" but i should probably stop cause this has gotten long enough. i am left with incredible memories, pics, a bracelet, and a heartache that i - for once - will proudly wear like a crown. begging time to not heal this one cause i wanna remember these feelings forever. to say it in his words: infinitely grateful for what we created! thanks louis but most of all thanks louies <3
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It's my 8 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
I cannot believe I've been living with ME/CFS for 8 years.
When I made this account, I was virtually bedridden. My mom had to push my wheelchair to all my Dr appointments, and I couldn't sit up. I'd lean over and lay down on the end table while we talked to them, and my mom had to do most of the talking. I packed for the move to her house sitting on the floor, some lying on my side and spinning around like Homer Simpson.
This is from my last days in the apartment, before I cut my hair off because I had trouble getting up and down to the bathroom and sometimes I couldn’t shower and had to use dry shampoo, and even when I braided it, it kept matting.
I had crashed out after one of the roommates had a party at our place, and once I was down, I couldn't get up. He brought me Yabu because all my dolls were on shelves in the living room and it was depressing to be laid out away from them.
Since I've been back at my mom's house, we've redone my bathroom to be ADA compliant, and I can shower most every night. I still can't do more than 1 major task a day most of the time. That and the pain and the brain fog still make working out of the question. I can't function when I lose words and have to spend 30 seconds describing a thing, or swap words and my sentences turn nonsensical. I can't hold multi-step tasks in my head, I have no concept of time, and my phone is the only evidence I have that I existed last week.
But I'm not bedridden anymore. I can shower most every night. My hair is growing out again.
I didn't think I'd ever get here.
Thank y'all for being on this journey with me.
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