#IN THE END IT DOESNT MATTER

[hinamie]

my artblock muse

[marciaillust]

your design of me

[noornight]

Long distance besties. This definitely happened after the third movie (source: trust me bro)

Based on this

[atlas-hope]

they are so stupid. god

[puppypawbz]

me when i see my most profitable customer

[ashoss]

my beautiful wife kori and her guy

[thankstothe]

eat him alive <3

[poorlydrawninstarsandtime]

really specific hangups

[ids in alt]

[wuruwan]

the big scary creature of green lake

[goldenstorm0]

Thinking about how Yor and Loid both don't really have hobbies, so post reveal they both start trying out random shit together

Loid doesnt like knitting or crocheting, something about it doesn click in his brain. While he is trying to figure out how he accidentally made a shitty cable in his basic scarf, Yor is almost done making the family matching sweaters

They've gone to check our several of the baseball batting locations but had to stop. Yor kept accidentally breaking the bats, the baseballs, and sending the balls through the fencing. They have been to taken to court for damages several times. Loid wants to go back because he thinks it's really hot that Yor can just do that come on hun we'll wear disguises they won't know

DND has been successful, they just have to remind themselves to keep it casual, Loid has to remind himself to not constantly worry about the rules and Yor gets way into the combat and gets a little frustrated when it feels like her character isn't as strong as she is. She could have easily dodged that arrow what do you mean she failed her roll

They both also reeeeally get into birdwatching and photography. It's like stalking prey, weirdly satisfies the spy/assassin parts of their brains, but instead of ending with a dead body or intel, they get bird pictures. Occasionally, they plan out weekend camping trips so they can go into the woods, set up bait, disguise themselves so they can sit closer to it as still as they possibly can, and snap pictures of every creature that shows up, giggling afterwards and gushing about how cool that cardinal they saw was. Anya hates coming along, it's been three hours and the same kind of boring birds keep showing up, why on earth are her parents covering themselves in mud and twigs and just staring at this pile of seeds, what on earth is exciting about this how can they be so laaaaame

[valtsv]

something i think about a lot and don't see discussed often in the silt verses are the narrative foils and parallels shared by the saint electric and VAL, particularly when it comes to their respective endings. a woman sacrificing her humanity in flames and undergoing apotheosis, elevated not merely to sainthood but ascended to godhood, and losing the entirety of herself in the process, becoming a product to be traded and sold, and a woman who sacrificed her humanity to be made into a commodity, a "valuable" weapon, finally rejecting her attempts to claim that same godhood in favour of reclaiming her personhood in a similarly fiery death. the peninsulan propaganda machine's greatest triumph, and its most damning defeat. the beginning and the ending of the same tragic story.

[kiyomitakada]

i greatly enjoy the "lying monster who plays with human lives like barbies" flavor of L characterization myself but i have been spinning around all his more compassionate moments in my head recently (visibly repressing ukita and naomi; ordering all cars off the highway they're chasing higuchi on; asking the other task force members to not look at the yagami household surveillance footage for soichiro's sake; etc) in conjunction with the way he genuinely would rather sacrifice civilians to catch kira than save them with even the mildest possibility kira would get away; and i am thinking about how little we really get into his head and i do wonder how he feels about his job, because he never voices regret out loud but we get to see him think twelve fbi agents dead… twelve precious lives… and so maybe he does feel guilt for who he is, what he does, but ultimately does it matter? they're still dead. he still tries to murder a prisoner to test the thirteen-day rule. corpses don't care about motive. you're just a childish killer playing at divine retribution. what im trying to say is that l lawliet could be representation for a rarely depicted demographic: high empathy people who suck

[sometimesanequine]

[lunarharp]

olruggio gets his wish to turn into a kid again for one day or something i dont even know

[5-pp-man]

no you don't get it. i literally love stories where they dive into people's hearts/minds (literally or figuratively) sm it's my favourite type of storytelling.

[broareweabouttoviberightnow]

do we think Darry still soothes himself to sleep some nights by dreamin about the day Pony's grown 'n off to college? Soda's taken care of? By picturin' the life he could have? without the burden of playin dad for two kids he loves but never asked to raise? do we think he cries when he feels that selfish relief?