#to never be separated again

[just-sp-in-inginthevoid]

Analyzing volume covers

Number 20 & 17 – Kakucho and Izana

Kakucho’s volume cover was inspired by his name (鶴蝶; Kaku-cho, crane – butterfly). Cranes symbolize longevity, luck/good fortune, good health, loyalty (/fidelity. They’re monogamous and usually mate for life), peace and wisdom in Japan. Cranes are believed to live a thousand years (note : ‘a thousand’ doesn’t necesseraly means 1,000 but rather ‘a lot’ – it can more than that. Same for the ‘a thousand’ kanji in Senju, Haruchiyo and Chifuyu) and in China they even symbolize immortality. It seems they are also related to gratitude/returning favors. Butterflies symbolize beauty, transformation, resilience too (all because of how catterpillar change into butterfly ; that they overcome harships). They are close to the idea of life and death as butterflies are believed to be spirits from the deads coming on earth for the last time in the form of a butterfly. Other symbolism they carry are good luck/fortune and prosperity, as well as happiness

There are also waves/a bit of water in the clothes design. This carries the meaning of renewal, cleansing, the flow of life, power/resilience and luck as well.

As I see it, Izana’s clothes have peonies and clouds patterns.

Peonies are seen as the king/queen of flowers and also symbolize honor, bravery, courage, good fortune, wealth and prosperity. Clouds symbolize hope, change and proximity with the gods

[rocketbirdie]

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[unhappy-sometimes]

bowling doodles

next thing you know, he’s got a custom jersey and ball, a shelf of bowling trophies, and is on a local team.

i know that loid is supposed to be good at everything, but just once i’d like to see him pathetically fail at something despite his earnest efforts. every time i go bowling i am consistently surprised at how difficult it is.

[fishofthewoods]

while i'm imperialposting. imperial dragon lore that makes me want to tear my hair out. web weave

[iwatcheditbegin]

I know i’ve said it before. But this discourse about the ethics regarding taylor swift being a billionaire are so disingenuous. She doesn’t have a makeup line, clothing line, brand endorsements.

The bulk of her income is entirely from her own talent as a musician. She has not exploited anyone. She’s also not even close to being a cash billionaire when you look at the numbers it’s like half of that ( bc it’s hard to become a billionaire without shady shit) . Taylor is known to pay her employees well. By percentage what she gives away to charity and compensates her team with is unheard of. She gave 10% of her net worth away in bonuses to everyone who worked on her tour. That’s just what we know of.

I’m not even saying this as a fan, but you cannot look at someone like her and how she moves and compare that to other billionaires and oligarchs.

I’m all for wealthy people paying their fair share. I hate capitalism and the current system but I do think she’s a good example of doing the best to be ethical within the current system

[spacesheeeeeep]

Actually so tired that people mainly focus on the bdsm when they talk about La Pianiste when we literally have this dynamic right here. Like, that's insane.

What if you were a little girl in her 40's who couldn't grow up because of your mother-wife who made you sleep in her bed and forced you to repress every sexual desires and thoughts of becoming your own person just to keep you close to her ? What if you fought back and yearned for dangerous things out of her reach ? But also, what if you let her because it's all you've ever known and been taught to want ?

[woventiesgang]

@xdugatheskelex

[mobius-m-mobius]

falling in love with a god is not a death sentence. the story is only a tragedy if the god loves you back. - nathaniel orion g. k.

[chandralia]

trying to casually explain katsuki’s devotion to izuku is impossible because why does it go from helping him train to RISKING HIS LIFE FOR HIM in a split second

[softcryz]

I know all my drawings look the same but that's how I end up scribbling . And then my friends encourage me to post them

anyway SASASAAP Siffrin you will always be in my head

[fallen-goldfishcracker]

Part of the reason I find Wyll to be such a compelling character is that he is such a good person, but in what I think is a kinda unique way. 

I've seen a few criticisms of how quickly Wyll seems to switch sides in his initial confrontation with Karlach; how fast he goes from convinced he must kill her to letting her live. For me though, this makes perfect sense. 

The decision Wyll makes in that confrontation not actually whether or not to kill her; he has to decide whether or not Karlach is innocent, but once he's confirmed that, it's not a question.

He commits so quickly to Karlach because he doesn't have to choose whether or not to kill her in that moment; he already decided seven years ago. 

Because at seventeen years old, he decided he would sacrifice anything for the safety of others. 

At seventeen years old he decided that his own life, comfort and happiness was never worth the cost of someone else's. 

And so at twenty-four, he learns the devil he's been chasing is a person, and a victim, and an innocent, and the decision is already made up. 

Because Wyll Ravenguard at twenty-four is who he was at seventeen, and twenty, and ten. 

And to me that's one of the coolest things about him.

There's a separate post I'd like to make about how Wyll never loses his childhood wonder of the world- and I think there's a very similar principle here. Wyll grew up hearing stories of knights who slay monsters and heros in shining armor, and he took those stories and loved them and held them close to his chest. 

And then he's seventeen and a devil asked him if he wants to be a hero, and he's not an idiot; he understands the price of saviourhood so he says yes. 

And so when he meets Karlach, it's never really a question of if he'll kill her. It's just a matter of him finding the courage. 

Because he says "you don't know what you're asking of me" and he's absolutely right, we don't. But Wyll understands the cost; he's understood it for seven years. I'll bet anything that when Wyll Ravenguard made his pact with a devil to save tens of thousands of souls, he promised himself and his city and his father who wouldn't listen that he'd only ever use his pact to help and be good, and when it comes down to it, he sticks to his word. 

Because above all, Wyll Ravenguard is a man who knows who his is and what he beliefs, and who sticks to his principles no matter what, and for me that's incredibly compelling.

[superbat-lmao]

Jason works almost exclusively in Gotham, clearly sticks to the alley. If a case takes him out of town, his skin itches until he’s back under the familiar smoggy air.

Other heroes are similar and although Superman is a notable exception of turning up all over the globe, he still has a primary city under his care.

So it isn’t surprising that Arsenal and Red Hood operate almost exclusively on different coasts. What is surprising is running into each other on an op that presented as unrelated cases only to turn out to be one and the same.

The vigilantes spot each other from opposite surveillance points and coordinate their moves. Neither are stupid enough to jeopardize an op by being cocky outside territory where they would have a home-field advantage. So even as it chaffes against their independence, they finish the takedown together.

Arsenal ends up with a graze that has to be taken care of and Hood takes him back to the abandoned building he’s been working out of for the last two days. It has a rough set up of a table, chairs, and couch but a fully stocked medkit, so it’s not the worst place to have to crash.

Conversation is sparse and stilted. Red Hood had been on the JLs list of people to apprehend for a few years before being taken off, and only then he had a strained relationship with the hero/vigilante community. Arsenal, while not going as far as Hood, was definitely on the further end of the vigilante spectrum. Unwilling allies did not best friends make.

However, the two of them had an understanding. Even if they weren’t friends, they knew the game better than any newbies.

When Hood had to remove part of Arsenal’s uniform, he caught sight of a wound he hadn’t seen the man take in the fight but clearly needed to be addressed. Bringing it up gained him a wry smile and a reference to adoptive father figures.

Which, well, Jason knew how that went pretty well actually. And in a moment of odd vulnerability, unzipped the collar of his suit, highlighting the scar, and told Arsenal he knew the feeling.

Neither could say why, but they had an honest to god talk about it. It felt like running into your childhood best friend in the grocery store. Too honest and yet too little time. No exchange of contact info because you both know you won’t really meet up again.

Jason talked about Bruce and Roy talked about Ollie. They talked about drug use and the Lazarus Pit and the Titans and coffins.

All told, stitching each other up and showering took a little over two hours. At the end, Jason offered to let Roy crash there since he was in worse off shape and shouldn’t be driving.

By morning, Hood was gone.

The feeling of being known, if only for a while, remained.

Different ending.

It was a move the both of them only made because they thought they would never see the other again. Another face in the endless sea of masked vigilantes popping up and being beaten down. The scene changed frequently, both of them had experience dropping off and cropping back up. There was no real expectation they’d work together again.

Except that experience with subverting expectations bit them both in the ass. Because they kept running into each other. All over the country. In foreign countries. If one of them left their city it became inevitable they would run into the other.

Because it didn’t end there.

Stitching each other up, revealing some vulnerability, leaving before dawn. What had started off as accidental became, not routine, but frequent. Something to be looked forward to.

For a long time that’s all it was.

Until out of the blue Jason gets a call from an unknown number. On the other side is Roy, words slurred in pain. He explains that he’d gotten his number from Dick and had a favor to ask, because he really needed someone to stitch him up.

Jason teeters on the decision for a moment too long and has to interrupt Roy to give his ETA. He doesn’t bother with a location because Barbie can track him off the call. He almost curses himself for caring so easily this time, but he doesn’t think he’ll regret this one. Both he and Roy have too much experience in that department to walk into this tentative friendship and be blindsided by what’s coming.

When he gets to Star City, he sees the same knowledge reflected in Roy’s face.

They have both been hurt and caused hurt. Their vulnerabilities were choices, ones they had chosen to share as the price of being known.

[blackkatdraws2]

I have a lot of leftover drawings in my gallery. [Blank Scripts AU]

[Content Warning: Images below contain Gore, Death, and Disturbing/Uncomfortable Imagery]

I find it a bit cute knowing they start out as crazy and then slowly settle into something calmer and relatively healthier after learning to adapt to each other's lust-turned-love. [Stanley did it first but hey :3]

[so-long-soldier28]

theo's situation in 6b is so sad and frustrating, bc what do you mean the deputies kept waking him up but never did anything more than make him move? you're telling me not a single one of them ran the plates of the truck that consistently kept showing up in different parking lots around town? not one of them realized the truck was stolen, nor did they bother to ask him for any ID before making him move? this baffles me, bc of the sheer amount of times they woke him in that montage, yet none of them really ever said a word to him.

and the other thing that bothers me is when he's in the station. he gets arrested for suspicion of murder, and not a single deputy mentions they recognize him? his truck is impounded in the lot out back and they still haven't run the plates? they don't question the bullet holes, nor the fact it was found across the tracks? theo proves himself innocent of the crime; he had no connection to the two found in his company, but they're just going to let him go? sign this piece of paper and go back to the streets? the arrest record had him marked as a juvenile, nobody cared about that?

now i have two theories about this situation, bc it keeps me awake at night - the implication that an entire sheriff's station could be so negligent of a homeless kid in their own small town. one is that the department lacked communication so greatly, anyone who ever came in contact with theo didn't report, nor talk about it. either they just wanted him gone, or he left so quickly, they didn't have time to ask for ID or run plates (which i highly doubt; he was asleep, and they could've run the plates before waking him if they cared / did their job correctly). maybe since he wasn't a great disruption, they didn't see the need to look into the truck, nor the kid occupying it. maybe the deputies aware talked amongst themselves, but never thought it a big enough deal to handle properly. when he came into the station, they whispered, but didn't want to admit he was familiar. when the truck was impounded, they recognized it and didn't bother to run it.

but my other, and more likely theory is that the sheriff didn't care, and therefore, neither did his deputies. maybe they did report it. maybe they ran his plate through the system, determined it was stolen, and made a case to the sheriff, but he waved it off. maybe he told them to just keep him moving, and hoped he'll leave eventually. it could be why none of them bat an eye about letting the juvenile kid without proper ID back onto the street in the bullet-stricken, stolen truck. maybe they cared at one point, but when the sheriff blew them off and tossed their reports in the trash, their concern dwindled, and their empathy went with it. because why would stilinski care at all for theo, when he, himself, threatened to shoot him if he deemed it necessary? stilinski saw him as an evil person for whom he had no use; he was visibly irritated when liam suggested they use his help to fight, and despite having no deputies for support, he still hesitated against liam's idea. theo being reduced to nothing and forced to sleep in vulnerability was - to stilinski - exactly what he deserved for the hell he caused.

and i can understand stilinski being stubborn to trust him. i can see why he'd dislike the idea of relying on him for help, and why he'd prefer to keep him behind bars until he could prove himself useful. but i can't wrap my head around stilinski being okay with neglecting him, knowing he's completely alone and doing nothing about it. signing him out without a care in the world. promising a kid he'd shoot him if he did something wrong. stilinski knowing and ignoring it seems far-fetched at first, until you remember that promise he'd made earlier - with a witness, no less - and then it becomes clear.

[billysgirllol]

"no..." she quickly interjected, "that isn't what i meant. i meant i-" i was just trying to say, i'm scared to lose you. but the words get caught in her throat when this sudden announcement he's leaving bombards her out of nowhere and causes bambi eyes to go wide. like a deer caught in headlights, all that she registers from that is he's going far away from here. "what? you're leavin'? here?" it was a shock, because of the way they'd grown up together. they always said their calling was their love for horses and all l.ucy g.ray has ever known b.illy b.onney as this cute little cowboy since the first second she saw him. even though, they both had expressed love for performing arts. it just didn't seem like everything was right in the world if billy was anything other than dedicated to his love for horses and being on their farms. like her. they had talked about it so many times, she just didn't expect this giant twist to erupt out of nowhere. "i mean... that's... that's wonderful. i'm proud and real happy for you." she always knew he was exceptionally smart and this is an amazing opportunity, she wasn't selfish. but they were like peanut butter and jelly, inseparable, attached at the hip. she wasn't grasping how she was just going to not have him around anymore. "if that's where you're goin'... why did you do that anyway?" kiss her. wasn't that just cruel? what if she hadn't had fear of ruining their bond and acted on what her heart really wanted to do? what then? he was just going to abandon her?

continued.

[uncanny-tranny]

Social transition being seen (by some) as this super easy thing that isn't as hard as real transitioning (medical) is bullshit. Be critical of the idea that there are some trans people who just "have it easy" because they are trans or because they are trans in ways you may not be.

Social transition is just as difficult, hard, and rewarding as medical transition. Maybe it is not as hard for some, sure, but that is not the same as thinking that social transition is inherently easier or lesser. If you're socially transitioning, your voice still matters.