Who could have guessed we were going to end up crying for Anthony this season, huh?
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she says he won't let her get a dog, which is fine, because they're in an apartment, and that's the kind of thing people say about their partners. he won't let me get a dog. and you're at a dinner party and you tilt your head a little to the side just like that dog he won't let her get, because is this the thing that's going to upset you? you don't know every corner of their relationship, she could be joking, they could have had so many healthy conversations about the dog, right, and maybe she's not letting herself get the dog because of money and time and whatever. but, like, she did say let
and she wants to move away from his hometown and he wants to stay and then he tells you with a wink and a conspiratorial stage whisper don't worry i'll convince her and she laughs about it - so clearly this is something they laugh about. but you do just stand there and stare at him like what the fuck, man. you can't say what you want to say which is why do you get the final say on everything because they're both obviously aware of the other person's stance on this and have obviously had private conversations about it and what are you going to do about it except make a scene and then he'll be mad at you and call you one of those bitches behind your back and she'll cut you off, which is a loss that doesn't feel worth it just because he makes you a little skeeved out every 3rd comment
and they both agree he just isn't the type to get flowers which is fine because everyone shows love differently, and are you really gonna judge someone based on their sense of individual relationship responsibility? maybe he's constantly cleaning her car and writing her poems and making her furniture or something. maybe she doesn't even like flowers and this is perfect, actually. and no you couldn't date him, obviously, ew; but like, she tells you she's happy. you almost send her a tiktok that says don't be 25 and the cool girl that doesn't need anything, you'll hate not getting flowers at 30, but that's like, starting drama & you shouldn't start drama needlessly.
and you're a little older than her but not so much older you can pull the whole trust me on this one babe thing and besides that wouldn't have worked anyway (when does it ever) and besides you have trauma so you and your therapist both agree that you're always looking for a problem even when there isn't one. and you tell yourself that just because you see them for 15 minutes every month does not mean you can identify every single red flag based on a single shitty half-joking(?) comment
and besides, what are you going to do? she says i actually wanted another stand mixer but thankfully he stops me when i'm about to spend too much money and you're standing there like are you okay? is this normal? is this just something people say? and again - what are you going to do?
to your therapist you try to language it - it's not, like, any of my business. but sometimes, doesn't it feel like - you should do something. there's got to be something, right? you've tried dropping little hints but they sail right through and you've tried having a single serious conversation and she got upset because why does it matter to you, yes it's different but we're happy, it doesn't need to make sense to you and you're like. really unwilling to push a boundary about it anymore; because the truth is that you know logically it shouldn't matter to you, as long as both parties are happy.
and besides, you've been wrong before. it's just... like, every time you see them both, something else happens, some kind of shiver down your spine like do you even hear each other when you talk. it's their strange, bickering orbit. just the way he's on his phone through dinner or watching sports instead of helping in the kitchen or, fuck, another one of these little throwaway comments he makes about we'll see about that, babe. she laughs when he calls her passions stupid shit and meanwhile she gets him tickets to see the knicks and he tells you well at least she's smart about something and still! it's none of your business.
you say get the dog anyway and she laughs. like, this is is you being funny. and not you saying - no really. get the dog. get the dog and get out of here. pack up and start running.
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still super duper tickled that wwx's 'deal with the executioner by digging up his victims, stirring up their resentment, and having them fight him' which got him shouted out of the first summer camp lesson is the same solution he used to buy enough time against the arm for lwj to show up at mo manor.
there's some really good foreshadowing in these novels! I've said it before, and I'll say it again, these are some impressively-written, really tightly-woven novels! I'm freshly impressed every time I re-read them.
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Happy Valentines, Akira.
Happy Valentines, Asshole.
If you can’t read what Akechi’s secondary inner-dialogue says cause I obscured it too much behind his regular dialogue, here’s a transcription in panel order:
Hello, you fucking-
Ah- Hello, Akira!
Fuck off, why should I tell you-
Just a soda- there’s a new flavor.
I don’t want your shitty gift.
Oh- haha! You’re so sweet.
I hope I choke.
They’re lovely, thank you.
Like hell.
Likewise.
There’s no way it’s just a coincidence.
Still though, it’s a funny coincidence.
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I genuinely think lord death was smoking the grim reaper reefer when he made 95% of the decisions on how to run the dwma because there is no way in hell anyone with a functioning brain would decide an army of preteens should be the world’s last defense line against the apocalypse. They aren’t even learning math.
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Soap is a chronic stomach pain warrior, he wakes up with a stomach ache and he goes to sleep with a stomach ache. He's always so brave about it. (Gaz is so so tired of hearing him whine about his stomach issues when he just watched Soap scarf down something he's certain has been in the fridge for over a week)
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he tried it all on both of them but it didn't work on either of them. would i be enough for you can that be enough and there still be trust between us and they both didn't answer which is answer enough. i will stand here a day a month a year forever and it wasn't enough for either of them....madi was so much more relieved to see flint and with that their war alive than she was to see silver. and silver SAW IT in her eyes and decided to end it and it was already doomed. fuck
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on a slightly related note, i know we joke about ichigo being a dumbass (and sometimes he is), but he's also so much smarter than people give him credit for. i remember initially being frustrated by chapter 479, where ichigo "forgives" ukitake and soul society for stalking him using the combat pass, but i trust ichigo and it's interesting to see in retrospect that this is the same chapter where ichigo asks them to let him take ginjou's body back. the shinigami express outrage at this, and soi fon and shinji specifically mention all the awful things ginjou has done (especially to ichigo's family and friends), but ichigo says "it's not about forgiving or not forgiving; he was a deputy soul reaper"
this is essentially ichigo saying to soul society, "give him dignity for his services and i can trust that you'll do the same for me when my time comes." while ginjou went full-hostile-mode against soul society, ichigo plays his cards a little more cleverly. soul society needs ichigo, and ichigo needs his shinigami powers, so he's willing to take the first step of forgiving their transgressions so they'll (hopefully) pay him the same respect
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you ever think about when shiv said i hate you to lukas he said "you can't hate me you don't know me well enough" but when roman said i hate you to lukas he just took it. yeah
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I know people with the complaints along the same vein so now I'm curious, but what is a line from a musical/play that you saw live and the audience laughed and you were just sitting there aware of the tragedy/lack of comedy of that line and confused or annoyed by everyone else's reactions. My example is "Chiara would open her legs just as easy as speaking." My friends' example is "do you hear my heart saying hi?" Someone on here a while back pointed out about "we break out our salvation army uniforms / there are soliders everywhere," too.
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literally got possessed w the urge to write this and im posting it unedited at 1am what the fuck ever at this point
La dumir.
Kiva woke gradually to a million whispers carried on wingbeats, fluttering like a buzz in her ears. Ku had been busy while she slept, gathering tales from charms all over Burnos. Nothing happened in this kingdom without Kiva’s birds telling her of it. Nothing.
Every single muscle felt heavy, and slowly, she opened her eyes, squinting at the soft candlelight, taking in the familiar, swooping marble of her bedroom ceiling. For a moment, she was disoriented, trying to remember when she fell asleep, when she even brought herself to bed. The last thing she remembered was...
La dumir.
Oh.
A gasp caught itself in her throat, but she was careful with it, swallowing it down. The wingbeats grew louder, more desperate, and Kiva turned her head to see the usually open arches of her bedroom windows had been boarded up. Clever, she thought, despite the stabbing betrayal in her heart, very clever.
Of course, Ku could not be kept from her, even if the others were, and that was enough. The little bird darted to Kiva the moment she began pushing herself up, flitting around her face and weaving through her hair, letting off excited chirps. Kiva smiled, cupping her hands for Ku to sit in them and bringing him to her cheek, nuzzling against his feathers. He was a bright hummingbird, feathers fading into iridescent pinks and coppers, and his little head was no bigger than the fingertip Kiva used to gently stroke his crown. War, he told her, voice a barely perceptible buzz that only Kiva could hear. Wisers expelled from Kusig. He went north, after all.
Kiva had heard these things in her sleep, had dismissed them as odd dreams, but perhaps that had been wishful thinking. After all, she had known it was not a sleep she could rise from without help.
It was not a sleep at all.
La dumir.
The sheer curtain separating Kiva’s bedroom from the rest of her chambers stirred, and Kiva looked over to see Eduanna, the High Priestess of Burnos. An Ensidian of Sabmesh. It had never sat right with Kiva, but now, the queen regarded her with steely understanding.
Sabmesh, Goddess of Battle, Soldiers and Fighting.
Sabmesh, Goddess of War.
La dumir. La dumirnai.
“You understand now,” Eduanna said quietly. It was not a question.
The last thing Kiva remembered before her long sleep was sitting in her chambers with company she had never once questioned, taking a sip from an offered cup, the sudden drowsiness sweeping over her like saltwater.
The last thing Kiva saw was a pair of brown eyes. Her eyes. Little eyes that had peered up at her when he was no more than a nervous but eager child, a hand in hers, walking quickly to keep up with steps too large for him.
Kiva Harasaeon had not fallen to some unknown sickness. She had not been sleeping.
“I understand,” she whispered.
Outside, a hundred hummingbirds took flight.
Kiva Harasaeon had been poisoned, and she knew exactly who by.
La dumir, she thought, a call to deaf ears. My son.
My Herines.
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okay but when jaskier’s mad at geralt, he makes him tea just the way he likes it.
and then waits.
and then barges into geralt’s office to go “made you tea” and leave him with some tepid suffering juice.
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dude i phrased that sonic v shadow post so wrong. in my head “more skilled” meant shadow relies on more specific skills like gunplay and chaos energy manipulation, and more theoretical knowledge, not that he’s generally more proficient. “raw power” is wholly undescriptive and invokes an image of brute force, which isn’t what i meant. sonic has significantly more actual experience and more honed movement. sonic is a very quick learner, and has dexterity and stamina off the charts. he’s most certainly not unskilled, not in general nor compared to shadow, so i supremely failed if i implied that.
in my head at least, shadow would’ve learned to fight in a controlled environment, if he had physical training at all. i imagine he’d be book smart, had a formal education and shit. either he learned and trained on the ark, or when gerald messed with his memories he implanted fighting knowledge too, baymax style, or something i guess. sonic learned to fight through actual experience, so sonic would be the one with far better battle sense and instincts, it’s like second nature to him rather than a studious pursuit. dude’s graceful as hell, makes everything look easy; no way in hell is he unskilled or less skilled than shadow. shadow’s skill is like, classical, whereas sonic’s is pure schmovement. but idk i’m just thinking aloud.
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hey have u guys read the fic bandit queens of the mont satiné shopping mall. (shaking through tears) i think u should. join me in my insanity <3
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really not beating the brainrot allegations but genuinely this line has been haunting my brain for ages
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“I wouldn’t ask you to drop everything and return if I didn’t believe in it. The future of the Order, our history, our ways—everything may depend on it. Please come. —Cenric. P.S. I hope you are well.” | “The Spire has fallen. The survivors have dispersed into the wilderness for now. If your former master lives, I do not know where he has gone. Cenric was quite aggrieved when you did not return for the summit, but now I am sure he is relieved.”
thinking about the rhys + cenric dynamic and i am so unwell
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