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#Because that loss is awful
katyspersonal · 2 months
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me before SoTE: Gehrman 🤝 Miquella on being seen as creeps and awful people by fandom over misinterpreting some bits!
me after SoTE: Gehrman 🤝 Miquella on not being able to accept the drastic change (mostly to the worse) of a person they held dear and latching onto their former, "nicer" version, attempting to resurrect that version even although the result is a bit of just a husk (.....AND being seen as creeps and awful people by fandom over misinterpreting some bits lololol)
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I guess they're doomed to be friends no matter what gfjhjgv At least with Gehrman's crafting skills, he can make him many pretty dresses
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rosy-crow · 14 days
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This is from a re-translated and restored version of the OG that the ShinraArch people are working on. I guess the dialogue is more accurate to the Japanese now….
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And I just afkfhdjd Seph what the fuck, what the actual fuck ajdhdhsw OH MY lord I just—
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stagefoureddiediaz · 15 days
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Eddie’s arc gonna be so so so good this season
The Chris stuff is going to hurt so bad and break me but healing is coming for them both and I’m expecting a Chris-tmas episode reunion of father and son
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nico-di-genova · 4 months
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I’m just…yeah 🙁
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plantaagomaajor · 1 year
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Only Friends hierarchy of needs
(and then they need to end up together in the most mutually unhinged and codependent relationship possible a la HIStory 1: Obsessed)
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hyp3rfixation-h3ll · 1 year
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alright chat . it's time for "dissecting the inherent tragedy of transformers: botbots and the relationships in them":
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toxic doomed yuri edition ( referring to these two ↑ )
(yes, i made this picmix myself 4 this. i have no regrets. also no tl;dr because you guys NEED to read this)
something i want y'all to understand is that it is Not about the idea that spud wasn't loved. he was VERY much loved by everyone, ESPECIALLY burgertron.
the whole point is that he sabotaged himself in the process of ruining someone else's life, someone who valued him and his word above others. he and burgertron BOTH let their ego get in the way of their personal lives, the only difference is that burgertron at least had the dignity to swallow his pride and apologise when it mattered most.
He gave spud a second chance because he loved him. because he recognised that he does deserve redemption, and above all else, he wants spud to know he cares, even if that means he'll never see him again, or they'll never be friends. (Even in light of the "sidekick" comment, i genuinely don't think he held any inherent malice in that statement. even if burgs was an egotist, he still loved him.)
the worst thing burgertron did in their relationship was be unaware, and im sure that despite his ego, he never meant for spud to get hurt. that's why he went out of his way to protect him, when he couldve just stood there and let spud get put on the back of a truck to never be seen again. it would have been easy.
but he didn't. he did the hard thing. the Right thing. he stood up for someone who never did the same for him.
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Spud Was Loved. Spud Is loved. and sometimes love isn't going to look pretty, or manifest in holding hands and cuddling, and it isn't all rainbows and sunshine. it can hurt. it can be letting go of someone who you hurt by accident, who you never meant to harm, but it happened anyways because you made the fatal mistake of being oblivious.
And that's what Burgertron did. he let Spud go, because he understood they both needed time to heal on their own terms. regardless of if he's mad at him or not, he does still harbor positive feelings for him, and he stood up for him during times he probably shouldn't have. If he ACTUALLY hated spud, he wouldn't have stuck his neck out for him at bot prom. or believe spud when he was lying through his teeth in the games.
And that's what makes them so tragic. perhaps in another world, another life, they'd have been Actual good friends, who truly stuck by each other. maybe things would have been different.
But we'll never know that now, will we?
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ratatatastic · 8 days
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"we're gonna get beat in november in a game thatll be against a western conference team that didn't make the playoffs last year and probably won't make the playoffs this year" paul making predictions already
i love you but please take that back
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TAKE IT BACK DONT PUT THAT ENERGY INTO THE WORLD RIGHT NOW
2024-25 Media Day | 9.18.24 (x)
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novelconcepts · 1 year
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God, there’s something about the framing of Shauna beating up on Lottie. To have Lottie place her hands deliberately behind her back. To have her expressly ask the only boys to leave the room—to have her ask Travis to take Javi out of the room, as this kind of scene would normally request a young woman to be removed before the violence can start. To have no slapping, no hair-pulling, but the sheer escalation of grief into brutality. To pull no punches. And to cut in all these slow motion scenes of the women they become—traumatized, grief-stricken, lonely, guilty, dying—dancing, laughing, letting the snow wash away the blood and the pain for a little while. Letting the friendship montage together with the violence. It’s poetic, and it’s awful, and it’s perfectly done in the most haunting sense.
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russilton · 11 months
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I can’t believe this has to be said, but it doesn’t matter if they’re being nice to your guy, it’s not okay to be praising one of the boycotted brands in the middle of a genocide???
The bar is so fucking low and you don’t get to be “non political” right now. That IS political.
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zeb-z · 1 year
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wtf is it with political roleplay that gets all the weirdos coming out of the woodwork and putting a damper on things. specifically on twt like can people let the cc’s play characters and have conflict and have fun like goddamn man
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nebulouscoffee · 10 months
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Me, attending the latest in a ridiculous number of funerals this year in the place of a childhood friend who couldn't be there, watching the lifeless body of an old lady who used to make me snacks in the kitchen when I was a kid be carted away forever while my friend's mother cries and tells me she's grateful I could be there because it felt like having the support of her own daughter, hugging her and talking reassuringly and not processing a single one of these emotions: ... I am going to write soooo much fanfiction about this
#''this'' being collective grief. because tbvh it's the main reason I haven't written very much this year (but will slowly start to)#I write to remind myself I am lucky. I keep telling myself this but even now when I feel awful I am so lucky#I am lucky that none of these funerals have involved very close family members or friends of mine#and I am lucky to be living in conditions with the space to write and space to grieve#and space to come together to mourn with dignity while people not that far away from me are not receiving the same privilege rn#I am lucky my dad was with me today and I spent the evening chatting with him on the terrace I am lucky he is alive I am lucky I am lucky#(apologies if this sounds like a robot malfunctioning lmao writing is just how I process things)#(and apparently I just don't seem to feel like I have the right to feel bad about any of this anywhere except my st@r trek blog hehe)#anyway. To stay on theme I shall say something about Trills :D#I imagine loss and grief must register very differently to them. very Non Linearly in the literal sense but also a highly abstract one#even I feel this massive sense of time warp between all these funerals; and this chest-crushing distance between me and my friends#how do Trills even exist#how do they wake up every day remembering all those friends and children and parents who loved them and they loved and are gone now#and still function#how does Ezri feel walking around with memories of parents that aren't hers (but were soooo much better than hers) taking care of her#does she feel comforted by them? does it feel like the people in those memories were always comforting HER specifically?#does it even matter who it belonged to originally if a memory is HERS now?#does Ezri mourn for any parents of past hosts more than she knows she will mourn for her own mother one day?#does having all this lived experience bring her reassuring amounts of perspective for a 20-something or just overwhelm her all the more?#idk; but I hope she learns to take comfort in her past hosts' memories of family eventually...#(...again. I am going to write sooooo much fan fiction about this lmao)#cw death
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mister-eames · 1 year
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I know it’s been said before, but you spark so much joy with your headcanon & arthur/eames discussions 🥺 also! Still thinking of that pic of Tom Hardy in a muscle tee & other recent photos of him where he is lots of grey in his beard. Idk if you saw JGL at the ceremony where he presented rian Johnson with an award but he had a deep velvet plum suit on, a beard and his hair is long & wavy. & now I’m thinking about older eames/Arthur who are comfortable happy and still sickeningly in love
Nonnie!!!!!!! Thank you so much for stopping by, these asks always are so thought provoking and indulge me so much, I'm always happy to talk about Arthur/Eames and Inception in general!
Okay so, I had not seen that video and I am SO GLAD you brought it to my attention. JGL LOOKS SO FREAKING GOOD!!! THE SUIT!!! THE BEARD!!! THE CURLS!!!!!! Oh my god. If anyone has not seen the video check it out here you wont regret it.
And, you said it -- "Comfortable, happy and (still) sickeningly in love" is all I want for Arthur and Eames (and my life tbh). My headcanon is that they settle down and retire and while they still dabble in a little criminal action here and there (like being criminally sexy!!!) they live quieter lives a handful of years after the Fischer job. They love each other, right? They want to be safer because they want to build a life over building dreams, because life can be so short, you know, and I think in the film you learn just that--anything can happen at any given moment and you just...slow the hell down. Even when that means taking life in the slow lane and changing course - and so they do.
I imagine Arthur and Eames in their forties and fifties, teaching and consulting for work - Eames being disgusted every time he does his taxes and Arthur being disgusted with himself for wearing polo shirts in the summer and secretly loving it. They are starting to go grey, more grey with every handful of years - they are starting to go soft in places. There are crows eyes and forehead lines and heartburn and creaky bones. Diets to manage IBS and blood pressure. Worse, they start to do things their parents used to do -- like watch the news on TV and mutter into their dinner about idiot politicians and neighbours who park like dickheads on the street and wont trim their trees back out of their yard, and they reminisce about how things were different when they were kids and seriously why the fuck are they the only normal people who live on this street?
They keep busy. They learn new things. For his forty-fifth birthday Arthur builds Eames a library in their Philadelphia home with his bare hands. Eames buys the battered skeleton of a '67 Ford Mustang and restores it for Arthur. They read books and watch movies in bed and keep guns in their bedsides just in case. They go on long drives together and still sometimes travel the world to see old faces and so they still remember what it feels like to be homesick and miss the good life. Eames' knees play up. Arthurs back has seen better days. They're uncles to their siblings kids and to Phillipa and James. And they take that job very seriously.
They still have their domestics and spats every now and then. But they make up and move on. They're partners (in life and crime) and they get their thrills out of making the other happy. They're the people the other cannot wait to come home to.
They have always attempted to manufacture their own luck and they finally did it because here they are, content and happy.
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andrrrgynous · 2 months
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does anyone else get curious and try to find out if its true when someone constantly talks about how everyone leaves them and how no one can ever love them
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thyandrawrites · 1 year
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I think what breaks me is that the chapter begins with Reo repeating to himself "I am superior I am super elite" and then it ends with him saying "I'm trash" after one loss and I just
Baby there are other settings besides 0 and 100. Who taught you to think this way. Actually, I'm coming for your dad with a shovel, don't mind me
This really drives home how Reo has an all or nothing mentality. He doesn't tolerate performing less than brilliantly in anything he does, and I mean. It's nothing new really. There were hints before. But it still punched me in the face
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crayonurchin · 9 months
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So uh, hi.
Bit weird to genuinely consider this a successful year.
Because like, outwardly not much changed. I'm still at home, my books are not published, my income is still low, my goals are not yet met, my mental health is still bad, and all my friends moved away this year.
But my God, am I having a much better December than I did in 2022.
My year did not contain golden tickets and salaries and massive lifestyle shifts, but I started to laugh again. I read books this year. I wore pretty outfits because I enjoy them. I invested in getting my blessed hat restored, despite my entire family hating it. I took a couple risks, like going consistently to an irl dnd meetup and even socialising without needing to 'justify' my presence there.
Physically, I am still here.
Emotionally? I feel things changing. Little things.
The biggest thing is last year, I stopped getting happy about colours and flavours. And right now, I'm wearing a bright yellow shirt that I really really love with a bag of delicious bright blue spicy crisps.
It's cheesy to say but stuff really does change. Not always at once, not always in big ways. But little things change, and that includes how you see things.
The colours are so pretty this time of year.
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yukiwhitetm · 3 months
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To everyone without a father,
To everyone who has lost their father,
To everyone who is distant from their father,
To everyone with a bad father,
To everyone with a father who is sometimes OK,
To everyone with a father who at least tries,
To everyone who made the difficult choice to cut their father out of their life,
To everyone who made the difficult choice to keep their father in their life, despite everything,
To everyone who loves their father, even though it's hard,
To everyone who hates their father, even though it hurts (and part of them still loves him),
To everyone who doesn't care about their father (anymore),
To everyone who wishes they'd never known their father,
To everyone who wishes they could have known their father better,
To everyone who has never known their father,
Today is for you. This is You Day. Survivor Day. A day to remember and celebrate you. Awesome, brilliant, wonderful you. Because you are still here. And isn't that amazing?
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