Tumgik
#many years
transmasccofee · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
this scene is ruining my life at first I didn’t get it but now I get it and Aughdhyfhfheujfuejfjjfjfnv
#Kusuo learning from Akechi that competition can be fun and playful and not like. Torture.#And then learning that Kuusuke despite his shitty brother-isms is deep down seeking that exact thing#but just doesn’t know how to approach it#because of how their relationship functioned for years and how they both are#Like don’t get me wrong Kuusuke is uh. Not a good brother and his inferiority complex lead to him hating and mistreating his brother for#Many Years#And I don’t think this scene functions as forgiveness exactly (Kusuo still has resentment towards him in later arcs)#But I think it’s a moment where he realizes they’re both on some level really lonely people#Who have been fighting their whole lives#And being like “hey I don’t hate you. Let’s be friends instead of enemies.”#And Kuusukes response being “I should really be the one saying that to you”#I just. Like it’s a Start.#IDK like Kusuo was completely justified to hate his brother especially after something like the catgun arc#But he doesn’t and I think it’s because he realizes that his brother genuinely doesn’t hate him anymore#Their whole deal is just really interesting to me but idk how to phrase my thoughts on them coherently#The only thing I wish this arc had was Kuusuke having a “what did I do to you” moment but it is a comedy and we already got that from tori#so ynow#i just say he had that moment post meteor#does any of this make sense#Also it makes me so emo that he pictured akechi
59 notes · View notes
akimaye · 1 year
Photo
Tumblr media
Drawing of my old “hexbow” warlock, Run Perlfee. I miss playing this character alot! 
22 notes · View notes
cortosis-ct · 11 months
Text
"The mission... the nightmares... they're... finally over...."
I'm pretty sure you all know Fives' tragic last words. There's barely any other mention of trauma in the show and the whole context makes it even more sad. Ahhh the drama!
But while finally giving Clone Wars another rewatch I noticed something else, just two episodes earlier. After waking up from his surgery Tup is talking about the mission and Fives asks which mission. Tup answers:
"You... you know the one. The—the mission, the one in our dreams… that never ends. The one in our dreams... Oh, brother. This is the end. Forget the mission. Oh, the nightmare. I'm... free."
Those are Tup's last words.
For years I had always thought Fives was saying "missions" and just talking about his trauma in general, but no. It's "mission". Singular. The mission. He's talking about the same one Tup had mentioned. The one that never ends. I've never noticed the parallels.
The way they say this makes me think it's an universal thing. "The one in *our* dreams." Our! They all have this mission that never ends, this ever recurring nightmare. Each night they're again engulfed in their worst nightmare, again stuck in their most traumatic mission, their individual hell.
Just imagine what each of them dreams about when they're sleeping.
3 notes · View notes
“I have loved you for so many years and I argue with myself on a daily. I try to tell myself I should no longer love you, but I really can’t stop loving you.”
30 notes · View notes
Text
I deserve to live in an environment that does not make me stressed or fearful or feel like there’s something wrong with me
I deserve to live in an environment that I feel calm and safe in, that I have control over and can adjust without contemplating the repercussions
3 notes · View notes
Text
I need cuddles or I’m gUnna die from lack of affection :(
12 notes · View notes
matrim-cauthons-hat · 2 years
Text
me: i kno, since i only got a half day of work today, i’ll spend the afternoon painting some minis or playing some more xenoblade chronicles, u kno, something relaxing
also me: but what if i put together a spread sheet to organise my horus heresy plans instead because what could be more fun than a excel spreadsheet!
Tumblr media
3 notes · View notes
Text
Feeling the urge to write some insane spicy grindeldore fic
2 notes · View notes
sylvies-kablooie · 3 months
Text
i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.
58K notes · View notes
james-p-sullivan · 3 months
Text
the older i get and the closer i am to reaching 30, the more the people around me try to deny me my age. it’s a constant ‘oh you’re just turning 29 again teehee 🤭’ or ‘dont tell your SO that, he’ll leave you for a younger model 😉’ and i just???? hate it?????????
i spent my entire teenaged years fighting for my life. i crawled through the deepest pits of my depression to cling to the promise of a life beyond that pain. i was so convinced that i was going to die young, that i would never see the grace of my age starting with a 2, let alone 3.
so im going to turn 30, and there’s not a damn thing anyone can do to stop me from loving it.
54K notes · View notes
embraceyourdestiny · 6 months
Text
to any americans who feel "paralyzed" and "dont know what to do" to help with gaza:
reading a fucking book. i beg of you.
in a time of knowledge suppression is it your duty to arm yourself with knowledge.
read about americas occupations in the middle east.
read about 9/11 from outside of america and see how they inflicted senseless harm and violence to countless amounts of people and have been suppressing your rights for the past 2 fucking decades.
read about any of the countless wars from the past 30 years. especially from a civilian's. and the victims and survivors' perspective. listen to the horror stories and do not plug your fucking ears as to what your country is doing.
and read about fucking gaza and palestine and keep up with what is happening no matter how "sad" or "uncountable" you might get.
dont look away from this.
you dont have the right to be comfortable during countless active genocides.
if you're knowledgeable, you're powerful, and our current state doesnt fucking want that.
you have the power to change things if you open your eyes and scream to the world.
wake the fuck up.
Edit: please check the reblogs there are readings and ways to help
25K notes · View notes
gideonisms · 1 year
Text
I LOVE being alive so I can be mediocre at SO many different hobbies
81K notes · View notes
im-not-a-sheep · 1 month
Text
I'm. Ok
0 notes
ispyspookymansion · 7 months
Text
BOO!
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
oh sorry….come in…..hello…welcome to my halloween party ^_^ feel free to take a piece of candy and a goodie bag before you go okay? have a fun (and nostalgic) halloween season!!
29K notes · View notes
violent138 · 1 month
Text
League members discussing meeting Robin at work:
"Compared to Bats, Robin was a total sweetheart. Ball of sunshine."
"Man, must've been a good day then, the kid I met was a real anklebiter. He pulled out a sword and everything."
"Anklebiter is harsh, the sweet boy I met barely said a word, he just kept asking about Themyscira and the lasso."
"He? I met a blonde girl."
"No, no, black haired boy with blue eyes. We're talking about Robin."
"Yeah same here, blue eyed and tanned."
"Pretty sure he had green eyes. And talked fancy. And kind of scolded me for time travelling."
"The child I met was paler than the moon."
"I'm telling you I met a girl, and she was Robin."
"Well... either we're all wrong or we're all right."
So they arrive at the conclusion that Bats has a shape-shifter for a kid.
10K notes · View notes
shortnasties · 3 months
Text
2835. Picturesque Cacti
This is called "Picturesque Cacti." Don't notice, but do call.
Tumblr media
I disagreed with a great many people. I'd been around a long time. But I knew how to laugh and smile and say maybe. None of it works though.
My father was an insurance agent for forty years. Post-wreckage, when asked what her marriage was like, my mother said, "Like being married to an insurance agent for forty years."
Sometimes it just works out. You place your finger down on a map someone's left out and awry, under a lamp with a single active bulb. You'll live there many years, among the picturesque cacti.
We all really want the same thing. When someone remembers you, they won't know they'll remembering you.
0 notes