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“I am looking respectfully” “im so normal about this” can you bark actually? Can you hit yourself over the head w a frying pan like a cartoon wolf? Can you look at it derangedly please?

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medieval backstreet boys: you are… my friar

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dick makes people mentally ill. dick havers, dick wannabes and dick lovers are all insane. it's like toxoplasmosis, you have compulsive need to defend and push and worship dicks all the time and spead your dick mania to everywhere you go.

this seems rational and grounded in empirical evidence

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Nervously, I pull from the tarot deck. It’s the Nine of Clocks. My fate is revealed to me: It’s my bedtime, and I gotta go to sleeps

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reblog to give your headache to elon musk instead

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Y'all need to stop defending Xehanort.

For some context: I don’t mean every single one of Xehanort’s fans, or people who defend whe’s a good character/villain. Me myself think that he is a good villain, and overall a consistent character in the series.

No, I mean people who defend that Xehanort deserved his “happy ending” (him parting with Eraqus) and in the same breath they SPIT hate towards Terra for being an idiot and how “everything is his fault”.

Bitch what.

I’ve already done a couple of posts/answer defending Terra and you can bet your ass I’ll do it again if need be. Terra is actually one of the PUREST of heart in the entire series. Yes, he’s naïve and gets taken advantage of by several of the villains, but here’s the thing: he does it out of the overflowing goodnes of his heart. He trusts that other people, despite appearances, might have good intentions and a good heart; he’s a gentleman, and always willing to help those in need, and as soon as he discovers someone is using him? He stands up for himself and says “no more”. A lot of his darkness comes from the insecurities that Eraqus’ strict teachings ingrained in him, and the more he feels like a failure, the stronger it gets, feeding a neverending cycle.

And guess WHO is the main villain that manipulates him!

The old goatfucker himself.

Xehanort takes advantage VERY EARLY ON of Terra’s insecurities and need of approval, and twists every little thing Eraqus and his pupils do or say. Granted, Terra was already on edge from Eraqus’ extremism about Light, and Aqua spying on him -with good intentions- didn’t help at all. But Xehanort, knowing full well of all of this, sets Terra on a dark path trying to stop Vanitas, telling him about Ventus’ heart and Eraqus’ intentions, THEN striking Eraqus -Terra’s mentor and father figure- down in front of him, threatening with killing his friends AND THEN POSSESSES HIM.

And this isn’t the only thing he’s done.

He’s tortured Riku, abused physically and mentally both Ventus and Vanitas (expanded upon in the semi-canon novel), left Ventus to die, tried to wipe out THE ENTIRE UNIVERSAL POPULATION (Kingdom Hearts’ light would “set the world back”, basically killing everyone before creating new life), he’s possessed other people’s bodies…

And he’s shown no remorse for any of this.

But suddenly because Eraqus came along and forgave him (REALLY ERAQUS???? HE FUCKING /KILLED/ YOU) he deserves to go with him to Heaven???? Fading into the Light as his younger self?????

SINCE WHEN?

Why is the abusive megalomaniac serial killer deserving of forgiveness BUT GOD FORBID TERRA’S FORGIVEN????? Why is this praised? Why Xehanort surrendering is seen as “”“character development”“”?

He lost. He tried to become some kind of god and kill everyone, and an anime kid and his animal friends defeated him. He was /dying/ when he surrendered, and he had already unleashed all hells loose on Earth. “Very well done” OH NO YOU SHUT YOUR ASS YOU GOATCHEESE EATER. I’M NOT GONNA FORGIVE YOU. YOU DESERVE TO ROT IN HELL FOR ALL YOU HAVE DONE.

Edit: forgot a couple of horrible things Xehanort has done.

Sacrificing people (and possibly animals) to feed and study the Heartless.

Sacrificing every single one of his vessels in the Keyblade Graveyard and then their replicas in Scala ad Caelum.

KILLING KAIRI.

I hate this man with a fiery passion.

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was at market today with my father (who is frankly a wild ape of a man) and i was trying to sell a single apple from my scrawny and shriveled tree. the apple itself however had a plump and rustic charm, almost flirtatious, and i thought to myself well surely someone will see the value in this apple and i can turn a tidy profit and go on my merry way. well no sooner had i attracted the attention of an interested buyer (a comely maiden to boot) than my father revealed to me that in his lackadaisical idiocy he had eaten the apple on the road. i asked him what exactly i was supposed to sell at market now, to which he responded im sure you’ll think of something, demonstrating to me that which i already knew: he was an imbecile with no modicum of grasp for the idiosyncrasies of mercantilism. but that was not the end of my troubles; nay, it was but the first chapter in a manuscript of misery, for as i turned to apologize to the maiden and endeavored to explain the predicament we now found ourselves in i could see stark displeasure writ plain across her previously affable visage. it was only then i realized her identity: marguerite, daughter of the baron, known for her fickle nature and her tendency to sic the village guard on those foolish enough to earn her ire, and though just minutes previously i had thought myself quite the intellectual giant (having nearly managed, you will recall, to sell a single apple to a lady of some means, sight unseen) i was forced to concede that i was said fool. it was then that i began to panic, and in my haste i offered the young mistress an apple even more enchanting than the first; one, i claimed, i had been saving for his majesty the king. well marguerite is nothing if not a covetous and prideful harpy, and thusly my promise quelled her bloodlust. she bade me fetch the apple at once, to which i replied that i’d need to return to my farmstead and i should be glad to present it to her at next weeks market. nonsense, said she, and insisted instead upon accompanying me and my incomprehensible dolt of a father back to our home immediately, escorted by a retinue of armed guards. now i imagine it is quite clear to those with half a head on their shoulders that i am in possession of no such apple, nor is it likely that a fruit of such splendor could even exist, and so frankly i am pretty much fucked

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