currently thinking about how doug and michael both call lisa “kiddo” when lisa is in a vulnerable moment with both of them, they both betray her in similar/different ways, and how neither of them see her as equal to them
one thing that stands out to me about the IVF arc is the way that, for as much as i make fun of her for asking her coworker if she can have his babies, scully asking mulder to be involved in the biggest process of her life (and the most important thing in the rest of her life) is such a healing and reverent experience. like he says “i’m absolutely flattered,” but it’s so much more than that. it’s like…spending your whole life feeling like you should’ve died at age twelve and then being told someone just wants more of you, more and more and more, in everything.
as cool as their design is im really starting to dislike the sonau in general, aside from their stuff suddendly being everywhere and everything being about them and how cool(tm) they are now with the mystery stone turning people into dragons and the similarities between the sonau and the three dragons (naydra, eldra, farodra) its actually not an impossibility that they used to be sonaus as alot of people have been theorizing about ..but ...... idk that would very much ruin their otherwordly yet ethereal mystery to me
i probably sound like some hater whos trying to find something more to dislike about totk all the time but i promise im not!!
the three dragons being some unexplained mystery, beings that are there yet few can see them, timeless, nigh untouchable, they dont act on anything, they dont talk, something about them has always made me look at them in awe; if it turned out they were just yet another cool(tm) sonau guy that ate a stone ... :/
not a fan of that one lads, but dont worry, i will keep my thoughts to myself from now on, i dont want to ruin other peoples fun nor seem like i just hate everything ... the three dragons are just really important to me so i had to say something
sukuna begging yuuji to take him back because he wants to feel his emotions again instead of his own emptiness and nothing but the closeness they once had is enough for him. and when yuuji does, because he feels incomplete as well without sukuna, he spawns into the domain again and walks around the familiar place, hesitantly calling out sukuna’s name to confirm he’s really there. “sukuna…?”
“…kozō” he hears in return, fondness in the tone, and when he looks up at where he remembers the throne to be he sees a face so similar to his staring down at him with a smile, a hand immediately reaching out to slick the pink hair back. after everything they went through there’s no reason to keep dancing around it – they belong to each other.
there is something so devastating to me about the post leading up to round six where ivan is reaching towards till’s neck while till is facing the opposite direction paired with how in round 6 ivan now has his hands wrapped around till’s neck and till is STILL not looking at him
i need someone (steve) to take one look at mike wheeler after being told that this kid readily walked off the quarry at twelve years old, and see past his walls and his bullshit and see the kindness and bravery that lies beneath the trauma and depression (and puberty). i need someone to take one look at him and see that he’s not doing fine at all — and hasn’t for a while.
CW - mind-blowing lack of critical thinking skills, spider slander, etc.
what in the HOT HELL is this (blurring out the user cause I'm not here to start drama)
Bored??? the poor thing looks emotionally damaged.
he finally got rescued by the people who abandoned him for months, who he was willing to be tortured and die for, and he had to watch his brother die because of it. not only did he die, but he died in front of him, for him. spider and Lo'ak were the ones holding him up as he bled out (we can't see from the angle, but he also probably held pressure on the exit wound).
he saved his dad (which I won't be discussing why I don't blame him for that, cause I don't care enough) who cared for him more in a couple of months then the Sully's did for him in 16 years. he has no idea what he's supposed to do, what's expected of him. he feels out of place in what should be his family. he's never been included in family life with them and now he's at the funeral of his brother. the women who almost killed him literally 5 feet away.
he looks like he's dissociating, numb, cause I don't know, he's a kid who just want through a shit ton of traumatizing events back to back. he looks hesitant because he knows one wrong move, one ounce of perceived disrespect could get him killed.
he looks like a traumatized 16 years old reacting to his brothers death. cut him some slack. there is so much going through his head, he's just floating through the motions.
if you think he's being disrespectful, check yourself, cause that's genuinely terrifying.
redraw of a redraw :) wanted to see how far i’ve come and i’m pretty happy with where i’m at (previous redraw) (also here’s speedpaint because doing those are fun!)
[ID: a digital screenshot redraw of Eddsworld The End Part 2. tord, a white man with light brown hair, is in the foreground. he’s only visible from the waist up to the bottoms of his eyes. he’s injured and covered in blood his hand hovers over his injured arm. in the background are two soldiers, patryk and paul. they’re both also white with darker brown hair. paul has a bandage over one eye, but they wear nearly identical uniforms consisting of a blue coat, red sweater, and dark pants and boots. they stare in shock at tord, patryk with his hand covering his mouth and paul with his hand on his chest. the sky is orange, indicating sunset. End ID.]
its that time of the fucking month again
call me steve harrington at the end of chapter 15 of this fic because i am screaming and sobbing uncontrollably i am going absolutely Off The Rails and need to be sedated effective immediately :
https://archiveofourown.org/works/49226149?view_full_work=true
@bigskyandthecoldgun you absolute sick fuck. this fic absolutely destroyed me and i dont think i could look at seafoam green the same way ever again
but in all seriousness this fic is genuinely like. so so so beautifully written. you wrote and adapted their characters so well this is like peak steddie to me and it changed me in a fundamental way i dont think i can ever recover from something like this and i need this fic to be in my hands right now. im gonna tape it to my wall. and then cry about it or something
please read this. whoever reads this post i need you to click the link. if i suffered through this amazingly written masterpiece of literature im gonna make everyone suffer through it as well
ill probably edit this when im more coherent and when my brain actually starts to work again cause right now its on overdrive and like about to explode for the 15th time but please read this i beg of you