#god turn it around live

[roshanzion2023]

[myrkulitescourge]

the way that one line from the new epilogue in an astarion romance is going to HAUNT me

just. what a profoundly intense thing to confess to someone.

like, just these six months of newfound happiness with you exerts a force on his heart equal and in direct opposition to two centuries of endless torment, the gnawing hunger and exploitation. this flashbulb-bright fraction of his long life holds the same gravity to him as years upon years of darkness and suffering.

in all likelihood, he hasn’t even known his lover for as long as his worst memory lasted, that year sealed away to go mad from starvation and sensory deprivation, yet he still tells them this brief time has been so fundamentally and powerfully important that the weight of even that unimaginable hell is vanishingly small compared to this present he has now and the future ahead of them both.

how am i supposed to act normal about this.

[morganbritton132]

A couple of girls post a Tiktok like, “POV: When you drive through Eddie Munson’s neighborhood to see his Halloween decorations and he has none.” *angles camera so you can see his house in the background*

Eddie, stitching the video: Hey, don’t do that. That’s not cool. And also…

Eddie, zooming out to show him surrounded by Halloween decorations: We decorate inside first

Steve, in the background: *standing on the arm of a chair, hanging fake spiderwebs on the curtains. In socks*

[sirmanmister]

The MacCready family deserves the literal whole entire world and nobody can convince me otherwise.

[hyperfixationtimego]

I love you fucked up tv shows I love you gorey movies I love you traumatized characters who perpetuate the cyclical nature of abuse while still managing to remain sympathetic I love you intentionally morally ambiguous media that exists specifically to pose questions about psychology, ethics, and human nature I love you unflinching examinations of what it means to dance the line between acceptable and unacceptable behaviors I love you I love you I love you

[turtleblogatlast]

[ cw: violence mention / death mention / ]

Will never stop thinking about how Leo, all alone in an endless void and being beaten again and again and again by the only other living thing around, still finds comfort in that space. The situation he was in was completely hopeless, and in any other circumstances he would not have escaped, at least not fast enough to save him from permanent (or even fatal) damage, be it physical or mental.

And yet, despite the bleakness of his situation, despite the agony and helplessness, all he needs is one glance at a crumbled photograph, one glance to remember his family, and that’s enough of a reason for him to smile.

Maybe that’s why his powers center around manipulating space - because no matter how much space is between them, no matter how dire his own situation may be, just the thought of his family, alive and okay, is enough to give Leo hope.

[yansurnummu]

TES fest day 6: abandoned

In the grief of supposedly losing her brother, Lilanwe certainly made some choices. She joined the Worm Cult, becoming a much more cold and cynical person. Granted, it wasn't entirely Auredil's fault for what happened to him, but I don't know that she'll ever really forgive him for leaving her behind.

[bacchuschucklefuck]

love thinking kipperlilly spends her afterlife looking for lucy in a familiar forest

[finnpeach]

Sick prompt:

A comes home from work late at night and creeps into bed without turning on any lights and pulls B in to spoon them. Immediately, A notices that B is way warmer than normal and coughs a little bit as A pulls them into their arms. The movement bothers B’s nose, and they wake up a bit to sneeze messily across A’s forearms enclosed around B’s chest. One spraying, wet, “hH—idtzCHhiewh!” contagious sneeze before B sniffles and drifts off back to sleep.

Worried, A flicks on the lamp and looks around the room: it looks like a sick person’s crime scene. Bottles of cold and cough medicine on the dresser, tissues scattered that didn’t make it into the bin, cough drop wrappers littered on the nightstand. A didn’t notice any of it in the dark, but now with the light they can finally see that B has caught a cold, and a bad one at that.

[midnight-soulless-system]

"That's so psychotic" "Lol I'm so delusional about him" "Look at the crazy freak" "She's literally insane"

SHUT UP!! SHUT UP SHUT UP!! And fuck you.

If you say you're delusional about someone and then get upset when I say "yeah same" and you freak out because I actually have delusions? Fuck you.

If you call people insane and then think schizophrenics are just mediums and blessed by visions? Fuck you.

If you call people "psychos" or "psychotic" when they're just doing something you disagree with? Double fuck you from both the psychotic and ASPD community.

And if you say "look at that crazy freak"? Fuck you. I hope that one day you get treated like one of those "crazy freaks". I hope you understand what it feels like, and I hope you fucking change.

[skitskatdacat63]

Yes these have all already been posted, but 2023 Vettonso comp post for me because I'm going to have an emotional breakdown

[starcurtain]

Outing myself as a Genshin rarepair lover just to say that what I love best about Diluven isn't the "boy and his god" dynamic (though that is very good, chef's kiss yes yes)--what I love most is that both Diluc and Venti (literally, in Venti's case) are characters shaped by their grief, characters who have responded to loss in different and yet equally unhealthy ways.

Venti hides his grief behind a light-hearted veneer, using laughter and antics to dissuade people from taking him--and the things he's experienced--too seriously. He asserts a carefree (sometimes careless) exterior while internally hiding away the pain of his personal losses and the immense pressure of being an archon.

Diluc is the complete opposite. By all accounts, he used to be a happy child, but he's allowed his grief to completely reshape his external self, from a boy who smiled all the time to a quiet, brooding young man who feels best fit for the dark of night. Diluc carries his loss and his deep sense of atonement outside himself for everyone who knows his past to see. It's a weight he can't let go of and doesn't even try to hide.

But who better to help you heal than the person who has faced the same kind of suffering and chosen a different path?

Through Venti, Diluc can learn that a legacy of loss does not have to mean sacrificing joy and companionship in the present; that letting yourself freely express happiness here-and-now isn't a betrayal to the memory of those who are gone.

Through Diluc, Venti can learn that there's no shame to showing one's sadness nor selfishness in sorrow; that you aren't ignoring what was gained by mourning what was lost--that no one will begrudge their god for the times he doesn't feel like singing.

Until until, one day:

A Diluc with reasons to smile unreservedly.

A Venti with someone to sit beside his silence.

So yes, it's about a boy and his god. But also: it's about two people who have experienced the same profound grief and who both, in their own ways, are the exact type to soldier on under the burden of their duties to Mondstadt at deep cost to themselves.

It's about healing your mirror in order to heal yourself, and it doesn't get any better than that.

Like goddamn, what a dynamic.

[eerna]

another ep 5 thing I can't stop thinking about. how the first flirty thing that happens between them is her pretending to be bad at throwing knives and him offering to show her, but he still remains the only one getting the apples for their visits. and then after everything she kills him with a perfect knife throw.

[mccoyquialisms]

even though the time quangle live show stuff is technically not canon, my Adaine and Fabian as inseparable besties agenda lives on ❤️

[uncanny-tranny]

I don't need to count stitches; I operate on a vibes-based system, and counting kills my vibes 🦐🦐