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timethehobo · 9 months ago
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Oops. Head empty, just visuals of a dishevelled Emmy. 😔
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captainbobbin · 1 year ago
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happy birthday, saix
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edelgarfield · 1 year ago
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i love shadowgast, i think their journey together learning how to be better people & healing is beautiful.
but nothing annoys me more than when Caleb gets all the credit for Essek's redemption arc, or when Essek's relationship with Caleb is automatically placed on a pedestal above his friendship with the rest of the Mighty Nein.
because it is straight up untrue. it wasn't even Caleb that did most of the legwork reaching out to Essek, it was Jester. Yes, their magic lessons, and Caleb's understanding went a long way towards showing Essek that he could change, but Jester was the one who consistently and repeatedly reached out to him. I am of the firm belief that without Jester, the Mighty Nein would never have gotten past Essek's initial standoffishness.
And furthermore, Caleb was Essek's friend first. I don't think it's ever been confirmed, but IMO most of Essek's initial attraction to Caleb was 1) academic 2) performative, and any genuine physical or romantic attraction didn't start developing until post-reveal. I'm not even convinced Essek was romantically interested in Caleb, or at least able to identify it as such, by the END of the campaign. Essek values Caleb primarily as a friend and any romance on top of that is a bonus.
Essek's relationship with Caleb is not inherently more important than his friendship with the rest of the Mighty Nein just because they're dating. He loves all of them, and expresses that multiple times at the end of CR2. It was their friendship that changed him, not his interest in Caleb. Caleb values the Mighty Nein's friendship more than whatever budding romance he had with Essek. Essek's entire life doesn't, nor should it revolve around Caleb! Caleb is an important part, yes, but he values and needs the love he receives from the rest of the Mighty Nein just as much.
As someone who's aro/ace-spectrum and has little to no interest in romance, every time I see Essek's relationship to the Mighty Nein reduced to his relationship with Caleb, it feels like a slap in the face. It validates my deepest fear that I'm just an accessory in my friends' lives, and that no matter how much I love them or what I do for them, I'm inevitably going to be discarded when someone they want to date comes along.
People will watch 500+ hours of a show that emphasizes over and over the importance of friendship and platonic love then turn around and reduce it to romance alone.
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raikirikiri · 8 months ago
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rewatching the final arc of og nart and two things:
1. pakkun and the rest of the hounds didn’t need anything to track sasuke and naruto’s scent which leads me to believe that kakashi has made sure his hounds know his kids’ scents just in case he’s not paranoid or anything no why would you suggest that he’s very normal!!!!!!!! he has no reason to ever be afraid of losing the people closest to him!!! pfft he’s fine it’s just a safety precaution!!! ahem, anyway. yeah i think he has his hounds memorized their scents as soon as kakashi passes them during the bell test.
2. pakkun will never not treat kakashi like his pup. sure, kakashi is the pack leader and they defer to him but that’s pakkun’s baby boy. he pretty much raised kakashi after sakumo died and yes, he listens and he follows pack law but that does not mean kakashi isn’t his pup anymore. not even when kakashi is hokage, he’s always gonna be his stupid little pup with no fur. he doesn’t care if kakashi is in charge of the village he will scold him in front of the townspeople if it’s warranted and kakashi will sit with his metaphorical tail tucked between his legs and his head down to receive his tongue lashing. he’ll even let out a little “stooop pakkun, you’re embarrassing me!”
“well you should’ve thought of that before you left this morning and didn’t wash up after breakfast.”
pakkun is papa pug and that’s his pup right there
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cyle · 6 months ago
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was in the hospital for 7 days with my wife (3 with her, 4 with her and baby), and now i'm back home for ~48 hours so far, and i think i'm already starting to hit that stride in which being a sleep-deprived new parent is fun... because i've lost the capacity to care.
i just move between napping to hanging out with my newborn to doing household chores to cooking/eating, in very hard to predict sequences, for 24 hours at a time, and it has already become a confusingly wonderful and painful blur.
let's see what i say in another 48 hours and then 4 weeks.
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palettepainter · 6 months ago
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timethehobo · 1 year ago
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He’s wholly unimpressed.
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vicious-creatures · 2 months ago
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Old photos. Last time I was on Batuu for a routine visit. Not a pleasant place, in my opinion; far too hot. Unpredictable weather. I still don't understand the populace's obsession with rodents, there.
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zombie-bait · 1 year ago
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I was so ready to be constantly confused while playing Death Stranding cuz every article I saw about the game was like "Couldn't understand a single thing that happened 10/10" but I think speed-running The Locked Tomb series only a few months ago prepared me perfectly. I didn't get half of what went down in those books and I love them with all my heart. Turns out confusing post-apocalyptic necromancy with peculiar humour, life/death energies, splitting souls between body/mind, unique worldbuilding, cosmic horror and homoerotic vibes is the perfect niche for me
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agalychnisspranneusroseus · 9 months ago
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Need more "humans as space orcs" in Amphibia content because. Imagine you are, say, General Yunan, scourge of the sand wars defeater of ragnar the wretched etc etc, and you're running through the cold steppe of Northern Amphibia in the early winter. You're injured and you lost your weapons, but there's a town nearby and if you can reach it, you'll be fine.
But something is following you. A juvenile homo sapiens specimen with golden hair can be seen approaching from the horizon at all times. It doesn't matter how much you walk or how fast you run - after a few hours, you are exhausted. The cold seeps through your skin and convulses your organs. Your legs burn from the effort. You can barely breathe, and yet this creature seems completely unaffected by neither temperature nor time. Every time you think you lost her, she catches up to you again, and staying far from her feels more and more impossible with every minute. She seems to have no rush. You haven't seen her run. You remember what the other homo sapiens had said once, the smaller, less aggressive one: that their species originated not as hunter or prey, but as savanna carrion eaters, walking long distances through vast plains in search for half-eaten carcasses, two and a half million years ago. The idea send a chill down your spine. A carnivore animal that doesn't sleep or rest. With horror, you realize what the creature was doing to you - she's trying to kill you from exhaustion. They don't need fangs or claws or poison. This is how they kill. They don't need anything else.
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pastlivesandpurplepuppets · 11 months ago
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"If you want to fight, you might as well do it now while I don’t have much zip left because I am a fighting man when I am strong. I might as well fight the Germans, the army, and you at the same time instead of individually. I feel like I can take care of the whole bunch and still not knock myself out. At least I am not really worried about a fight from you for all you can throw are strong words and right now they don’t even faze me. The words just sort of bounce off."
~ Dick Winters (from his letter to DeEtta Almon)
I then compared her letter to a close artillery shell—I just hit the dirt when I heard it coming, waited until the shrapnel stopped singing overhead, then I went about my way.
As I told my friend, “Sometimes a piece of spent shrapnel hits you, might leave your leg or arm stiff and a little black and blue, but you’re not hurt enough to stop. So it goes in any kind of a fight. You get hit, sure, you are bound to; but that doesn’t mean you’re out or that you’re even hurt, unless you want to think so"
~ Dick Winters
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outcast123 · 5 months ago
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I am not okay but everything is gonna be alright.
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seraphim-soulmate · 3 months ago
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I can't believe there are some people who "grow out" of tumblr. like damn, life got so good for u that u don't even have time for social media anymore? ur busy spending time with others, doing activities like reading books and going to events, and generally having such a fulfilling real life that you feel no need to endlessly scroll and post about your miserable life online anymore? damn.... I hope I get there someday too, and I'm glad you managed to live a fulfilling life.
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eebie · 5 months ago
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just got off a call that lasted 7 hours
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stevishabitat · 1 month ago
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lostmf · 2 years ago
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I turn 25 today
I am still not sure who I am
I am still incapable of feeling safe
And I still wonder how I would have turned out if I wasn’t traumatized
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