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glitchydyke · 1 year
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hunter becoming a palisman carver is just. christ, i can’t even fully describe it because i’m still actively sobbing but. is that not the embodiment of love? of healing? that he had that, he had a palisman, he had a friend, his first real friend. someone who would never hurt him, like he’s always been so used to. someone who was patient with him, loved him. and it got taken away, it got destroyed, and it hurt, it hurt, but he came back. flapjack is a part of him, tattooed on his skin and etched in stone forever, that love is everlasting. and now hunter shares it, and with every palisman he carves and every life he brings into this world flapjack returns a little more. how many flapjacks are there in the boiling isles, now? how many palismen, being there for kids when they have nothing else? helping them heal from their traumas? keeping them safe? loving them? flapjack isn’t gone, really. flapjack is in hunter’s eyes and scars and hands and in every single thing he makes. flapjack lives on.
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glitchydyke · 4 months
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ohh i am connecting the fucking dots. wonka almost drowns in chocolate, and so does augustus. he’s pushed down a laundry chute, veruca falls down a trash cute. his chocolates are poisoned, violet eats a defective piece of his candy. he’s almost blown into a thousand pieces while travelling, and mike is scattered and reassembled while travelling. did he fucking take inspiration from his own tragedies and near death experiences to psychologically torture the kids. what the hell
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glitchydyke · 2 years
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it’s so fucked up how luz thinks she messed up the demon realm so much when she literally bettered the lives of everyone she came in contact with… since luz’s arrival, eda came to terms with her curse and rekindled her relationships with her mother and sister. lilith left the emperor’s coven and found a job she was truly passionate about. king discovered his origins and became closer with his adoptive mother. gwendolyn stopped pursuing unhealthy ways to “fix” eda and bettered her relationship with both her daughters. amity rebelled against her parents and fought for herself to be heard. willow gained confidence in herself and her magic. gus began to trust himself and his abilities. hunter was brought out of an incredibly abusive situation and gained a real family who care about him. vee found a real home for herself where she doesn’t have to hide or run. LIKE?? CHRIST. luz is such an incredible presence in everybody’s lives and has done so much good for the world she stumbled across and she doesn’t even realise it :(
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glitchydyke · 1 year
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ace attorney is good bc phoenix is genuinely the funniest fucking protagonist ever. like all the other characters are wonderful and complex but it truly wouldn’t be ace attorney without phoenix. hes an infamous law genius while also being just some fucking guy. hes friends w spirit mediums. hes a bitch to everyone while also being the most loving person you’ll ever meet. he ran across a burning bridge for his little sister and got himself sent to the hospital due to it. he wore a pink sweater with a giant p on it for an entire portion of his life. he ate glass. hes literally the protagonist of all time i love phoenix wright so much
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glitchydyke · 2 years
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i hope toh s3 goes INSANE w the horror i hope they just show the most fucked up insane shit. i hope horrific things have happened to the boiling isles in the kid’s absence i hope we have multiple creepy unnerving graveyard scenes i hope whatever belos comes back as is terrifying and awful to look at i hope disney lets them go fucking crazy w it even though i KNOW they won’t… the horror aspect of toh is my favourite thing and i wish dana had been allowed to go even further with it
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glitchydyke · 8 months
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es is literally such an insane concept for a character btw like... what do you do when you’re not yourself? when you’ve never been yourself? you wake up in this place, this twisted labyrinth full of music and murderers, and you’re told you’re there to judge. you, 15 years old, scared and alone and confused, are there to decide the fates of people you’ve never even met. but what can you do? you can’t run. you can’t leave. so you play along, you meet the prisoners, you talk to them. it’s difficult - some barely talk to you, others try their hardest to make you bleed. you listen to them sing about the tragedies that have befallen them, you watch them relive the lowest points of their lives and smile at you with bared fangs, and you tell them whether they deserve to live or die. and it all feels far away. why does it feel far away? these people are hurting, they’re risking death at your hands, and you can barely bring yourself to feel. your head feels full of static. full of noise. full of voices. you make the decision, and your hands don’t feel your own. the words of one of the prisoners has stuck with you all this time, even as you’ve watched her descend into a strange, cruel righteousness. they’re your own thoughts, you know. your hands shake with it. why are you treating them like they’re somebody else’s? your head spins, twisting and turning. hey, prison guard, when you say “i…” who are you talking about?” …god, you don’t know. everything you’ve done, everything you’ve said, every judgement you’ve passed with a barely shaking voice, have they ever even been your own? have you ever been your own? what about you is real, and what’s just a defence mechanism crafted to keep you safe? can you feel the threads around your wrists, pulling you along? when you take a step, is it by your own free will? innocent, guilty, forgiven, unforgiven, life, death. did you ever make these choices? have your hands killed just as much as theirs? does it even matter? it’s time for another song.
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glitchydyke · 1 year
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anne boonchuy + sad machine - porter robinson (2014) || on losing what you love. on finding yourself. on saving the world. on getting a second chance. on destiny. on choosing to live.
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glitchydyke · 9 months
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in case anyone was wondering i am extremely normal about the fact that the first time halara held yuma’s hand they were actively and openly very unsure about it due to their issues with trusting people - but in the mystery labyrinth, every time the two of them touch, it’s halara that initiates it. they didn’t need to offer their hand to help him up. they didn’t need to touch his shoulder to encourage him. they didn’t need to hold his hand at the end of it all but they did, because even without their memories of the case something in them trusts yuma. something in them wants to help him, care for him, comfort him. something in them already loves him.
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glitchydyke · 9 months
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thinking abt how much i fucking hate fubuki’s parents. we never see them in the game or even learn that much about them, but i literally despise them just from the limited info we got from fubuki. they had her, their own kid, and then just…kept her a kid forever. she wasn’t allowed to leave the house. she was never taught anything about how the world works, how people work, how relationships work. she wasn’t given the resources to teach herself. and then when she became an adult who, surprise surprise, didn’t know anything, they kicked her out. it’d be one thing if they just encouraged her to join the WDO - “hey, here’s my kid who i never bothered to parent, you take care of her now” is still awful. but she outright says they kicked her out. they never gave her any information about the world as a child, decided she was stupid as an adult, and forced her to make her own way in the world or die on the street. and i really don’t think her lack of knowledge is in any part fubuki’s fault either - we see that she loves learning. it’s in the way she talks about being a detective, about how she wants to be an explorer - about how she considers her first trip to a supermarket to be an adventure purely because she got to learn about food and money. fubuki adores learning, it’s just that nobody ever bothered to teach her. and this feeds in to why she loves the NDA so much - they teach her. small things, like desuhiko and halara helping her count, and explaining their gambling to her. yuma explaining how technology and bombs work. they’re the first people she’s ever had that didn’t just automatically consider her stupid - a little ditzy, sure, but they help her. they’re patient with her. she doesn’t even really realise her biological family were neglectful to her, because she was never fucking taught about neglect, but she know that the NDA is different - they’re the family she never got to have.
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glitchydyke · 1 year
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“nothing good is meant to stay.”
sᴀᴡ (2004) || ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɢᴏᴏᴅ (ᴄᴇɴᴛᴀᴜʀᴡᴏʀʟᴅ) ʙʏ ʟᴇᴀ sᴀʟᴏɴɢᴀ + ᴍᴇɢᴀɴ ʜɪʟᴛʏ
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glitchydyke · 6 months
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ohhhhh theyre everything. theyre tragic theyre doomed they’re human they’re inhuman they’re in the story they’re in the narrative they’re a ghost they’re the heart they’re everything. my sweet detective. my love. i love you for what you do. i love you for what you’ve done. i love you even like this as my body rots and yours is no longer your own. i love you even in this space where i am invisible and you are a monster. i love you through life i love you through death i love you through this purgatory they have trapped us in. we are not real we are not touching we do not exist but i am here with you in some twisted and broken way and i hope that makes you feel better. i know what they took from you. i know i cannot give it back. i know this is not really happening. i know we no longer matter. i know that i love you. please know that i love you
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glitchydyke · 7 months
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see whats great about naejunko is like they have the same issues but opposite. makoto thinks he isnt worth anything and junko thinks shes worth everything. makoto has the burden of endless hope and junko has the burden of endless despair. makoto feels as though it’s his responsibility to fix everything and junko refuses to be fixed. makoto wants everything to survive and prosper and junko wants everything to die and for something new to take its place. makoto wants everybody else’s life to be their own and junko wants everybody else’s life to be hers. makoto wants to be a voice for who he loves and junko wants to be a voice for who she loves. makoto never wanted this life and junko never wanted this life. makoto wants to change the world and junko wants to change the world. they are each other’s mirror they are two sides of the same coin they are pressing their hands together from either side of a bloodstained pane of glass. they are the epitome of it never had to be this way/it was always going to be this way. i am going to love you despite it all/the things you love will destroy you in the end. let me love you let me destroy you let me save you
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glitchydyke · 1 year
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the aesthetic differences in chainshipping are so funny. you have this doctor in expensive dressy clothes and shoes that cost like god knows how many months worth of rent with perfectly swoopy hair and a lanyard around his neck designating him as An Important Person and you think whoa this guy has his life together clearly he’s elite. and then holding his hand is this scruffy little guy in ripped jeans and shoes with holes in them and a jacket he stole from walmart and a scuffed lighter he keeps dropping on the floor. and then they kiss
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glitchydyke · 1 year
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hey do you ever think abt adam sitting in the dark in the bathroom for days, cold and bleeding and alone, reeling in the knowledge the person who trapped him was right beside him this whole time. worrying about lawrence and trying not to focus on the drying trail of blood leading out of the door. pressing his hands against the hole in his chest, pulling at the chain around his ankle with shaking hands and a broken heart that knows there’s no point in even trying. trying to ignore the pain in his stomach and the fog in his mind because he knows that if he falls asleep now he’ll never wake up again. shifting and glancing at the door with each groan of the pipes and each creak of the walls, hoping desperately that this time it means something, that this time the noise means lawrence is back, at any second the door will slide open and it’ll be okay, it’ll be okay, i’ll be okay. hoping with his entire being for a love and a saviour that are never going to arrive. do you ever think about that
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glitchydyke · 11 months
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saw (2004) // “the chicken”: the inside outtakes (2022)
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glitchydyke · 1 year
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i love miraculous i love marinette i love adrien i love ladybug i love chat noir i love mister bug i love lady noire i love all the sides of the love square i love the constant angst i love the frustration i feel knowing these two characters are so incredibly in love with each other and it could be so easy but circumstances have made it so difficult and through everything through all this fighting all they want is to be happy and loved and peaceful but it’s not their time it’s never their time and the love they have for each other always stays at a distance even with them desperately trying to jump that divide between them to the point it only makes them fall further into despair i love miraculous!!!!!!!!!
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