#and in regards to self love

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

christ sometimes I just wanna. steal a time machine & go back & sit down next to my 9-year-old self and just like. let them pull out their pokemon card binder & gush about their holographic gyarados or whatever. I'd just smile & ask questions about motherfukcing bulbasaur & tell my kid self that I thought they were a neat person, & someday they'd find other people who thought so too.

like i'm a grown adult who honestly finds most kids stuff boring, but. damn if i could go back & hang out with my baby self & listen to them ramble...just so they knew someone was listening. i would in a heartbeat. thinking about u kid

[feelingbatty]

idk if this is going to make sense to anyone except me but this is the easiest way to describe the difference between jason and tim’s characters

[kurozu501]

do you ever just remember how one of the most effective things parvis said to get silence to lose faith in saria was essentially "do you really think she would ever choose YOU over everything?" and silence with her low self esteem really didn't believe saria would.

Then in the end saria really did choose them over everything, left her defense director job and her whole life up to that point behind for the sake of silence and ifrit. and silence still doesnt even know. do you ever think about that and lose your mind a little bit.

[ruporas]

soft (and some bittersweet)

[lydiaortega1996]

[kori-senpai]

pov you're looking for the love of your life and hear rumors that he is terrorizing the Caribbean while sporting a new flag with a bleeding heart

[fujii-draws]

Night terrors (pt 2)

Bit of a tangent undercut

Okay headcannon time: Just Like Ribbons, Aimilios has his own nightmares; mainly about losing everyone he loves again. And he never really confided in anyone about how bad they were, not even his own partner; not until Dusknoir came back that is.

He doesn’t want to worry the others; let alone talk about his bad dreams. So he goes to Dusknoir, knowing he won’t pry.

Aimilios wordlessly asks if he can sleep with him some nights. Dusknoir agrees; holding the Riolu close to him as he slowly drifts to sleep in the comfort in Dusknoir’s arms.

(2 characters knowing what it’s like to be scared and not wanting to admit it. funny parallels.)

[clowndensation]

there’s a question to be asked i think about to what extent “getting out” can be conflated with “being saved” in this show, and what freedom actually means to any of these characters.

like you can argue that shiv saved ken by voting against him on gojo, but what if your intent behind saving someone is to inflict a worse punishment than if you’d just left them trapped? can a child weaned on poison survive on milk, or are you just sentencing them to a death by inches, starved of the only thing they know? and if you save someone specifically because you know that being saved is the worst thing that can happen to them, is that kindness or cruelty? at what point does a good thing become a malicious act?

and you can say that roman is finally free, but what exactly is he free from? the company? his father? does unlocking a cage mean saving a dog, or are you allowing him out on the street knowing there’s a kill shelter nearby? if the driving anxiety behind roman is that he’s an idiot and a failure—that he’ll never amount to anything, and trying will only lead to pain—and he’s finally cut loose once all of those anxieties have crystallized into cold hard fact in his mind, what has he actually escaped from? if the cage is in your mind, is it even possible for somebody else to unlock it?

the fundamental truth of a tragedy is that even being saved can be a death sentence, if the characters are incapable of escaping the thing doing them the most harm (themselves and their childhoods)

[dominicsorel]

hmc in my kh4 when

[bobmckenzie]

❝ With the six of us crammed into David's truck, quiet voices musing about Joe's recent journey to the other side, Cait—unacquainted with the late nights of med school, or the even later nights that came with being part of Nelson's deranged experiments—nodded off against my shoulder. It was only a second, maybe two. Our bodies jolted, shifted when David drove over a fracture in the pothole laden street... and she awoke without knowing that for a brief moment, my body had been a respite from her exhaustion. Pressed against her in the confined space, peculiarly aware of my own heartbeat and the lingering sensation of her warmth, I felt... I felt somehow like I had just woken up, too. ❞

[lieutenantselnia]

Imagine having a slow, sweet make out session with the Horned King ... maybe you're sitting on his throne together, late at night when no one is around anymore, or you're already in the solitude of his private rooms.

You're curled up in his lap, and his bony, but still strong arms are safely wrapped around your back as he pulls you closer. His lack of lips makes things feel a bit ... unique, but that doesn't hold you back from pressing soft kisses on his teeth and all around his mouth.

Your eyes are closed as you wrap your arms around his neck. You feel the fabric of his hood under your fingers - he rarely ever likes to take it off - as you let them wander up his nape and the back of his head. Finally, your hands find the bases of his horns and gently wrap around them, eliciting a small gasp from him. He flinches ever so slightly, but not in a bad way, it's much rather an expression of appreciative surprise. It shows him you don't merely tolerate the monstrous parts of him, instead you embrace them without hesitation and it makes his heart melt. You feel the texture of the old, weathered horn under your fingertips as you use your grip to angle his head closer to you. The king lets out a quiet sigh, giving in to your guidance without resistance.

"Do you even know how beautiful I find you just the way you are?", you mumble to him, planting a row of kisses on his cheek bone.

"You must have an estranged sense of beauty then, my dearest."

His voice is quiet as he speaks, but it doesn't fail to carry the love he's feeling for you. He leans in and presses his forehead against yours as he feels you running one of your hands up his horn. Your fingers follow the curvature, first finding the smaller fork that's growing out on one side, before continuing up to the tip. You lightly touch it with one finger, feeling that it's a little pointy, but not so much that touching it like this would hurt.

"Maybe I do."

You lightly caress his horn as you speak, your heart swelling as you feel him lean in to your touch even more. "But I wouldn't change a thing about it."

[raayllum]

I will say one of the funniest things ever is that I was figuring Callum to be less devotional than canon has actually made him in arc 2, purely because I always figured that if Rayla kept pulling her self sacrificial bullshit (see numerous instances in s4) Callum would eventually be like "I can't do/love you like this anymore" and leave out of self preservation, and then 4x09's "I know" came along and said no, he would never actually leave her over this, and that's fucking insane to me but I love that for him

[mikkeneko]

Shen Qingqiu at pretty much all times:

[lydiaortega1996]

[toddhewitt]

4.06 / 4.10

"and we will be your partners, in the fight to free [the new world]?"

[applejongho]

dunno how to articulate my thoughts without sounding mean but i'll try my best; it's so exciting when jh tries a new color and it's also exciting when he also seems to be enjoying it, but i think a problem in fandom culture in general is that need to have ownership over your [thing you like], in this case, jh, a real person. like you can be sad that jh is losing or toning down his purple hair because it was a good color and he looks good, but also at the end of the day it's his hair on his head and what he wants to do w his hair is his business only.

i say this because jh said in the latest radio station that he is going to tone down his purple hair in a few days, not because he doesnt like the color, but because his hair grows outward, a common thing that happens with your hair when you are of asian or hispanic descent. he needs down perms to literally "put down" the hair instead of it sticking straight out of his head. and down perms can fuck with the color if it's dyed.

so with this in mind, jh keeps his hair "boring" and black because he would rather his hair not be sticking straight out of his head and he doesnt want to sacrifice more time at the salon for color correction when it can just be his natural color. and thats really valid of him, just as it's valid of any other member or kpop idol to constantly dye their hair. it's his choice just like theirs and fans should respect his choice more.