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cinnamonest · 1 year
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He's considering it
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dailykugisaki · 2 months
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Day 124 | id in alt
A little bit of a rematch and my opinion on why you never see Mai's six(seven) shooter again.
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#dailykugisaki#jjk#kugisaki nobara#zenin mai#i was on that crazy shit when coloring thay in-between panel#i just wanted to make it look like it was two seconds short of being a comically fucked impact frame#we all know mai was tweaking the fuck out when her gun shattered it took her half a business day to walk up to Kugisaki and try to shake he#they hate eachother they do violence#Kugisaki had another nail in her hand but its blocked off by the thick ass borders lmao#writing for Kugisaki is like breathing air#IM FUCKING SERIOUS BTW IF I SEE ANU SLANDER ON KUGISAKI I WILL FUCKING CAST 1000#1000 PLAUGES UPON YE I WILL NOT TOLERATE SLANDER ON MY GIRLS NAME FRRR#Plus tbh. be creative with it. Jjk fans regurgitate the same shit over and over snd most of the ones i see cant comprehend shit unless#unless its shoved down their throats and even then its like a 50/50#anyway i just love thinking Kugisaki always just bites back shes built like that built aggressive#bear agenda Kugisaki is still hear yall trust trust#also now i low-key have a simmering animosity towards Fushiguro. some people just make me mad. its almost getting as bad as the#the hate i have for yuta. i will not explain myself and i WILL mind my own Business#i will draw yuta for other folks tho#its whatever your honor#maybe my sodium intake is catching up with me#the lizard comment low-key stems from the fact i aggressively called the queen of England a biped lizard#i dont fade into weird political theories but it was kinfa funny to me#ive been thinking about making an au where Kugisaki is a robot. trust i can make anything work#i will not elaborate
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extrasfromthevoid · 3 months
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Sibling Saga (part 1/5)
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Raph and Milo have my favorite sibling dynamic because they're both the eldest of the bunch and feel a responsibility to protect their brothers. Milo feels it strongest as the elder sister (and the oracle), but Raph still has that protective brother inclination he has in the canon. It's a bit reduced though since he doesn't have the pressure of being the oldest and biggest, and being the team leader. With Milo in the picture, Raph is just the biggest.
For Raph, Milo is like...his personal hero. She's strong and kind and always gives it her all to protect them, and Raph wants more than anything to protect Milo back in turn. This is the moment in their childhood that really solidified that for him.
For Milo, Raph is the brother she has the closest bond with. He's her little shadow and someone she trusts to protect their family should she be absent. She adores his bold spirit and how he's unafraid to express his interests and joys. She's also the only one in the family to show any interest in wrestling, so Milo and Raph frequently watch together. Unlike Raph, Milo doesn't have a favorite wrestler as she just enjoys watching the performances and cheering alongside her biggest little brother.
(also, I believe in field-medic!Raph supremacy. He takes the relatively minor/everyday injuries while Leo takes the more in-depth surgical knowledge. If you've got a bad scrape or burn or flesh wound, you go to Raph. If you've got broken bones and potential internal bleeding, you go to Leo)
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“And stay gone!” Milo shouts, waving her bokken threateningly as the dog runs back down the alley from whence it came.
Her breath comes out in ragged huffs and her left arm stings painfully, but at least the threat is gone.
Exhaling heavily, Milo puts the bokken on her back again and turns back to her brothers. Raph is curled protectively around Mikey, Leo, and Donnie, his spiky shell facing outwards defensively but a noticeable tremble in his shoulders.
“Everyone okay?” She asks, crouching down to them.
Mikey pops out of his shell and nods. “I’m okay.”
Donnie mumbles something Milo can’t quite catch.
"Donnie and I are okay too,” Leo says.
Milo nods. “And you, Raph? You were really taking the brunt of that,” she says, eyeing the sluggishly oozing scratches and the scuffed sections of his shell and shoulders, and a couple of scrapes on his legs from when he hit the ground.
He turns to look her in the eye, about to answer her when his eyes abruptly focus on Milo’s arm. “You’re hurt!”
Glancing down, Milo finds that the aching wound on her arm is a lot more visually distressing than she thought. At some point, the dog had lunged for her face and Milo put her arm up in a rising block to defend. Instead of sinking its sharp teeth into her face, it sunk them into Milo’s forearm. She didn’t think much of it at the time. It hurt, sure, but she could still fight and the threat was still present. So she kept going.
She hadn’t realized it was so deep until now as she watches the blood dribble down her arm, off her fingertips and splatter on the pavement of the alley.
“Oh. It’s okay, Raph. It’s just a scratch,” she says, trying—and clearly failing if her brothers’ expressions are any indication—to hide her profusely bleeding arm.
Raph pivots fully to face her, releasing their other brothers, who are circling, clearly torn between wanting to help and wanting to vomit—mostly the latter in Donnie’s case—though Mikey is visibly on the verge of tears.
Milo hisses a little in pain as Raph pulls her arm out between them to inspect her injury. Her heart breaks a little at the sad whine that comes from her little brother as he gets a clearer look at the damage.
The distant noise of the human city suddenly becomes less distant and Milo is starkly aware of how exposed she and her brothers are.
“Come on. Let’s go!” She hisses, abruptly herding her brothers towards the manhole.
Milo doesn’t relax until all five of them are safely sequestered in the cool dampness of the sewers and out of sight. Leo wastes no time climbing up onto Milo’s back and Donnie onto Raph’s shell with Mikey—the latter a little grumpy about being beat by Leo to his favorite spot, that being Milo’s back.
With the looming danger gone, Milo lets herself relax. However, Raph immediately starts pulling Milo along—thankfully by her uninjured arm.
“Whoa! Raph!” Milo exclaims in surprise.
“We gotta bandage your arm before it gets infected,” Raph stats firmly.
From his perch on Raph’s shell, Donnie nods. “No repeats of The Incident, dear sister,” he declares.
Milo grimaces, thinking of the ugly, puckered scar on her left thigh and the miserable sickness that followed the injury that caused it. Her brothers hadn’t left her side for a month as she’d been bedridden with a high fever, even after she’d recovered thanks to the medicine Dad brought her from the surface.
Admittedly, Milo’s a little surprised they remembered given it was four years ago now, but she’s also quite touched. Still, Milo wishes they wouldn’t worry so much about her. Worrying is supposed to be her job.
Quietly, Milo relents to letting Raph tug her along as Donnie, Leo, and Mikey chat loudly amongst themselves. When they return home, the three youngest dismount from Raph and Milo.
“We’re gonna go tell Dad what happened,” Leo declares.
Donnie goes rigid. “Wait! Leo, maybe Dad doesn’t need to know all of it—!”
He’s gone—Donnie and Mikey on his heels, begging for Leo to minimize their own involvement in the events leading up to their close encounter—before Milo can object, and Raph pulls her towards their designated med bay.
It’s just a small side room, nowhere near as impressive as Baba’s was, but in the years that Milo has lived with Dad, she’s found that none of them need anything near the level that she had with Baba. They’ve got a fairly robust stockpile for dire emergencies like broken bones and cracked shells, but the bulk of their medical supplies are bandages and anti-bacterial salve because that’s most of what they need.
Raph immediately bee-lines for the metal box covered in stickers that sits in the lowest cabinet—well within easy reach for their smaller brothers just in case they need it for whatever reason—and sits on the ground in front of Milo. Silently, she does the same, watching as Raph picks out the salve tube and cotton swabs and gauze wraps from amongst the collection of bandaids and gets to work.
They sit in silence for a while as Raph applies disinfectant and looks over the bite mark on Milo’s forearm.
And then…
“You shouldn’t have done that, sis,” Raph mumbles.
Milo starts. “Huh? Of course I had to do it, Raph!” She protests. “That dog was really mean and it could have hurt you all really badly.”
Raph’s eyes shine wetly. “But you got hurt protecting us…”
“I’m your big sister, Raph,” Milo says quietly as Raph wraps her injury.
“It's my job to protect you. I don’t mind getting a scrape or two out of it.”
His beak scrunches irritably at that, tears spilling from his eyes. “But if you’re protecting us, who’s protecting you?” He asks.
Milo doesn’t have a good answer to that. She doesn’t see herself as someone who needs protecting. She’s supposed to be the one doing the protecting. If there comes a day where that isn’t the case, then that means that Milo isn’t doing her job right.
She’s about to say as much when Raph continues.
“You matter so much to us, Milo. I hate it when you risk yourself like this,” he admits. He wipes his tears on the back of his arm and when he meets Milo’s gaze, it’s with a look of absolute determination. “That’s why Raph’s gonna to protect you right back!”
Milo finds herself chuckling at that. “Okay, sure.”
“I’m serious!” Raph protests, face flushing with his indignation.
“You’ll see! When I’m bigger, I’ll be able to protect all of us, just like you!”
Despite herself, Milo can’t help the warm, fuzzy feeling that blooms in her chest. She smiles fondly at her little brother.
When he wraps her arm, Milo turns the favor right back on him. Raph’s injuries are a lot more superficial than Milo’s but are more numerous. They’re giggling amongst themselves, picking through the selection of novelty bandaids when Dad comes stumbling in, Leo, Mikey, and Donnie shuffling sheepishly behind him.
“Green! Red! Are you both alright?” He exclaims.
Dad doesn’t even wait for them to answer before fretting over them both, looking visibly pained by the deep, still oozing bite wound on Milo’s left arm. Even now, little spots of red peak through the bandage, but not enough to warrant changing it right now. Later, definitely, but it’ll be fine until the bleeding stops completely.
“Oh, Green…”
“It’s alright, Dad,” Milo assures him. “It’s just a flesh wound.”
“Milo…that dog bit you pretty deep…,” Mikey whimpers.
“Yeah! What if you get rabies!” Leo shouts. “Are we gonna have to get you to a human hospital? Rabies is no joke! You’ll die from it!”
Donnie elbows Leo sharply in the side. “Nardo, that dog definitely didn’t have rabies,” he states calmly. “It was just aggressive and poorly trained. Still, our dear sister is at risk of infection. Who knows what that beast put in its mouth before biting her.” Donnie sticks out his tongue at the thought.
Dad exhales shakily and ruffles Milo’s hair, messing up the strands she has tucked behind her green bandana. She laughs, putting up a token protest against the show of affection.
“At least you all are alright,” Dad says.
“Of course we are!” Milo beams. “I’ll always make sure we come home safe.”
Raph shoulders in, pouting. “And I’ll make sure sis comes back too!”
Dad smiles softly, visibly relieved. “I am glad to hear it,” he says.
“Now. You’ve all had a trying day. How about some fruit?”
All five of them cheer, following their dad to the kitchen, and leaving behind the mess of bloodied cotton balls and torn up bandaid wrappers, the ordeal temporarily forgotten.
(But Raph never forgets the oath he made this day. Even if Milo admittedly didn’t take it very seriously, so sure that no matter what happens, her little brother will never have to shoulder her burden of safeguarding their family alone.)
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stellarwaffles · 10 months
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Movie Akita + Kataru when they were 9
Some kids are picking on Kataru + Akita is telling them to leave him alone
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engagemythrusters · 1 year
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1000% true reason Ezra's hair got short for s3 is bc Chopper Base is a warmer climate than Lothal and Ezra's got that nice thick hair yknow so time to give himself an edgy teen undercut (or whatever emo vibe he's going for that reduces hair on his head) to get his scalp to breathe. and so he has sabine come do it. but sabine is a perfectionist and, more importnatly, an older sibling. so she messes up once and goes "fuck" and then shaves him bald and tells him to come back in 6 months to try again
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sandinmybed · 6 months
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I get that people are upset but "recast will byers! from now on I'm drawing him like THIS instead!" and he looks exactly the same but with a smaller nose? that's not helpful and tbh it's just antisemitic. did we not agree like less than a year ago that removing actor's ethnic features in fanart is racist? at best this is performative and at worst it is racism
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eleccy · 7 months
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what happens when klavier and apollo are sorting through kristoph's belongings after his execution and come across an honest-to-god scrapbook, a scrapbook that starts with pictures of kristoph and klavier, the first one being of a young kristoph holding klavier on the day that klavier was born, and subsequent chronological polaroids of the brothers on vacations, on first days of school, on holidays, christmas photos, concerts, birthdays, graduations, and kristoph has meticulously marked dates and locations on every page, and he's freaking decorated every page with colored paper and taped-in ticket stubs and mod podged confetti and he's goddamn DESIGNED this thing, the page with klavier's first concert is marked "a special day!" in neat cursive and it's a pic of them both smiling before everything went straight to shit, and the number of pictures on each page slowly gets more and more sparse, and then there are almost abruptly a few blank pages, and then there are no more pages of kristoph and klavier together. instead now there are pictures of kristoph and apollo at events, social dinners, trials, apollo's graduation, more pictures of apollo and kristoph together smiling at the camera than apollo ever remembers posing for and taking but it looks like he did, and the extra decorations and whatnot are a little more muted, just a little less glamour in them but the same attention to detail as the pages that have klavier, the very last page is apollo and kristoph at a bar association sponsored dinner from april 5, and then the pages stop abruptly for a second time and the rest of the book is completely blank because we know what happened on april 20.
and neither one of them ever fucking knew that he kept this or cared or gave half a shit, but a man who is known to rigorously stalk people who might just somehow be tangentially related to a case that he was tangentially involved with can only treat the people he really loves and cares about in a certain way, given that, and this was like his hobby. this dude was at a craft store on saturday nights picking out matching rick rack and tissue paper and those little zigzag scissors that you use on craft paper and he was telling nobody about it he was just doing it to soothe the demons in his own mind because goddamnit he was proud of those two jokers and he was going to document that shit to look back on if nobody else would. because god knows their parents weren't doing it.
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jrueships · 4 months
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THE Gg jackson THE grizzlies CUB!!!
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horangslay · 5 months
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UGGHH Jjongie you can't do this to me, he's so cutie my heart might stop! 😣💓
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forgaeven1 · 8 months
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ifykyk : but are ur muses still at the restaurant
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ihatebnha · 2 years
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Is it weird to say that I want to baby the hell out of Bakugou? His ass would be getting drowned in affection every time we were home alone together. Hopefully that wouldn’t drive him bonkers. 😅
NO. no. nononononononono absolutely not. Literally every time I look at that stupid boy I just wanna baby him. SO BADLY.
And not even in a condescending way, either... but truly because I believe he deserves all the love, kindness, and kisses in the world. It's something I'm ALWAYS thinking about, how much of an ooky gooky snookie cookie bear he is, so I'm glad u feel the same!!! LMFAOOO i'm almost embarrassed to be saying it, but it's TRUE!!!
Anyway... this is straight facts. I can't think of anything better than Bakugo receiving affection. Just... him literally being so malleable for you? So receptive to your touch, loving when he sits between your legs so you can play with his hair and hug him from behind and smooch on his cheeks. Or when he gets home and you squeeze his face and call him your cute baby? Not even expecting anything back from him... but just hoping he enjoys it?
GODDDDDDD, and he does!!! I really don't think it would upset him (esp if it was all in private)... cuz it's all so genuine, you know? like... part of your natural attraction to each other, as even if it is a kind of babying... it's also just u telling him that u love him. and nothing feels better to him than... being loved by you.
but yeah. it's absolutely justified to want to wrap him up in a swaddle and carry him around with you if you could LOOOOL. Your handsome baby. Your snuggie wuggie, pickle pie. Your scrambled eggs🥺🥺🥺
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pomfiores · 2 years
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the grief after the loss is something so foreign but at the same time not new. how do you even explain that. just Big Big grief. i have her doll - its so worn and nasty but she loved this dirty thing and i can’t throw it away. can’t even cancel appointments/make calls/drink apple juice without falling apart and losing dignity lmao i’m so fuckedddd.
#◟ ⋆ㅤㅤif my hair's a mess﹐my mind's a mess.ㅤ( ooc )#to delete *#i sit on it for a moment or even a second and the tears fall :thumbs up:#pet loss /#vent in tags /#cleaned up her kennel last night. cleaned up the bed. i have to clean the floor still. her bowl is here. just. ughhhh.#i brought in echo and idk if she even realizes.#im fine one moment then just falling apart and i get a headache for it.#ill stop lol i promise im just. still in shock. grief isnt new to me but this kind is. at the same time not#i lost a pet before but not like this. not putting them down. not sitting there for their last moments#i didnt want to but i know she'd look for me if i didnt stay just#its better for her. it was. considering the grand scheme it was so necessary#i have to clean the giant teddy bear i have bc we both used to sit on it but as things got worse#she started using the bathroom on it so thats necessary to clean but i just. can't bring myself to despite wanting to. needing to.#i know when i get her ashes im gonna break all over again thi sfucking sucks man#my brother said he respects me a lot for staying with her during those last minutes bc he couldnt with his dog- he wasnt strong enough#i dont feel strong enough i was falling apart in that office lol.#but your pets look for you when thats happening. in a room of strangers. they look for you.#cant see myself leaving any of my animals for themselves like that. itll hurt so fucking much i just know it.#this was hard i cant imagine for binx and echo.#setting yourself up for heartbreak with pets but i know ill do it again.#almost bursting into tears in public how fucking humiliating asjfha#crying in the vets office was humiliating enough but i didnt really care anymore#the vets were so kind but looking back i just cry again but idk what else to think of bc she's not here.#just traces and it sucks!!!!#edit: im probably gonna have to call work again and ask for another two days for bereavement lol#i did lose someone else too but this is my girl. i raised her. i put her down.#i cant pretend that much with a deep loss. i cried on the phone with my hr manager lmao that was fucking bad#might def cry more when i ask. im expecting them to let me bc these are my days off yesterday wasnt but#it was so abrupt.
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shatteredfears-arch · 2 years
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anyways normalize lucas surviving his death at the hands of chris bc wtf his dad survived like 20 times why tf not but also lucas being insanely pissed off bc ethan became the head of the strain and lucas wanted that shit
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rottingcompost · 1 year
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I dont believe in ghosts personally but sometimes its fun to think that it might be a thing, even if I highly doubt they are real.
One example is how my grandma has a small cabin in the back yard of her home and her old dog, as well as my cat Kohga, are both buried behind the cabin.
The interesting thing is that my little brother was supposed to sleep in that cabin in a bunk bed, and one of our cousins had the other bunk, and my brother kept insisting there was something in the closet, or that someone was knocking on the door and windows. I have no idea if my brother actually believes in ghosts because I havent really heard him talk about it at all, but it's interesting how he couldnt sleep out there at all because he was too scared to and kept insidting there was a ghost with them there, when our cousin didnt believe him at all and tried to tell him multiple times that there werent any ghosts there.
Grandmas current dog also REFUSES to go inside that cabin, he will come to a dead stop outside of the cabin and refuse to enter it, and the few times he has been taken into it anyways he has just been standing at the door whimpering and whining and waiting to be let out. He also doesnt go in the general area where the two graves are.
While I dont believe in ghosts, me and my grandma joke about the dog and Kohga haunting the cabin (maybe haunting isnt the right word really but idk) and its kind of nice to think that maybe there is a reason to why the dog reacts like that. I wonder if the same would be true if the cabin was in another spot, or if the graves were somewhere else, or if the dog along with my brother would still react like that.
It's also interesting how my brother is scared of possible ghosts existing, when he has no problem watching horror movies. To be fair I can handle horror pretty well too but ghosts in horror is the one thing I cant handle, so its possible that he is just like me where he doesnt really believe in ghosts but the concept scares him.
Im not sure tho, since I have never heard him talk about ghosts and whether he believe in them or not, but it's still interesting to think about him being scared of sleeping in the cabin as well as the dog being scared of even being in there, and also the two graves being right at the back of the cabin.
Maybe there is something going on there or im looking into it too much, im not sure. Im leaning more towards the latter tho since well, I dont really believe in ghosts. Me and my partner will probably go there some day when they are here tho, since they expressed interest in checking it out.
If anyone else has any input on what they think about that situation or similar ones then please do tell me. All i ask for is that people dont call me dumb for not believing in ghosts being a thing, and for people to not say people who do believe in ghosts are dumb for believing in them. I just want more people's input on this situation and what people think about this specific situation.
#ramblings#not even sure how to tag this#ghost encounters#?#my post#like yeah i sometimes like to think that maybe ghosts are real but its more for fun than an actual belief tbh#but if someone genuinely believes in ghosts please give me your input on this situation or tell me your experiences#i like to try and look for explanations for these things and i honestly cant really think of much innthe whole cabin situation#if anyone has another possible explanation then do tell me those as well! i would love to hear possible explanations that i havent even#thought of myself#also for context: ny grandma lives in a very rural area and a huge part of the property she lives on is part of a pine forest#and there are absolutely animals out there lol#also the cabin is a one room cabin with a closet and two bunk beds im pretty sure so its not a big one#the cabin is right by the forest edge and behind it the dog and Kohga are buried#the main house is maybe ten meters away from the cabin and it's a small house or kind of a cabin itself lol#but yeah its very rural and there are animals like foxes nearby and while i havent seen any there are probably bears and wolves there too#which could be one thing that scares the dog but its only really by that cabin so it feels strange that it would be something like that#and the dog is a hunting dog as well. he has a very high prey drive. i dont think a fox would realistically scare him too much either way#the dog is a wiener dog btw. one of those short and long ones that hunt smaller animals#but he also has that stereotypical chihuahua behaviour of barking and acting tough at bigger dogs#i dont really know tho lol
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jadeneppy · 1 year
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WHEEEEE
#can i please just have a crush that ISNT my boss#LIKE AAAAAAAAA HES MY TYPE HES SILLY AND GGGRRRR BARK BARK#NO WAY IN HELL IM GOIJ OUT EITH HIM THO CUZ OVI POWER IMBALANCE AND HHH#i almost gave away that i like him romantically to my coworkers by rambling about what i like about him#like they were talkin about how hes intimidating only when u first meet him#and my coworker goes 'yeah when i started talking to him i realized hes just a big teddy bear'#AND I HAD TO SUPRESS MY URGE TO AGREE AND RAMBLE BECAUSE EA AAAAAAAAA#why do i always have to be atracted to those i cant be romantically involved with qwq#hes seen my cry so many times from stress and one day he finally gave me a hug and hhhh hhhhh hhhh i just yeah i just hhhhh#i just fell for him more like at first i was just infatuated with him n i told myself that after that period is over like always id be done#BUT AAAAAAAAAAA#im just so use to feelin comfortable around him and its makin me CRAZY#im so touch starved n when he gives me hugs i just feel so much better its so nice but im so scared that if i let him know... its gonna end#i hste being alone and i always feel like a bother but idk lookin for someone on dsting apps is different#i went on a date a week ago and it was so awkward cux ii was the only one talkin and being looked at gives me anxiety#i couldnt even look my dste in the eye half the time and i was so out of it my verbal tics were goin crazy and i was just messin up words n#onve again the lonley should take me already im suffering so much#ALSO IF UR LOOKIN AT MY BLOG AGAIN LEAVE I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU WANT LEAVE ME ALONE#i would so fuckin name drop but grrrrr#not mutuals or followers#you've hurt me enough and i know how much you hate me already god#i wanted to be friends still but idk after u and ur s/o told me to kill myself and then said it was funny to make me worry for your safety#only to accuse me more it kinda hit hard how much we drifted#xzzt
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dbssh · 2 years
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I would love a frankenstein quote
okay okay so one ive been thinking about a lot lately is this one from right after victor agrees to make the bride: even in my own heart I could give no expression to my sensations, they weighed on me with a mountains weight and their excess destroyed my agony beneath them. Thus I returned home... my haggard appearance awoke intense alarm, but I answered no question... I felt as if I were placed under a ban, as if I had no right to claim their sympathies, as if never more might I enjoy companionship with them. Yet even thus I loved them to adoration.
i think passages like this are SUPER interesting wrt how they parallel victor and the creature, and there are several of them in the book that have him describe himself as feeling outcast from humanity, like his work has made him into a different kind of thing that has no right to exist around humankind anymore, and i think thats SO interesting, especially with how before the creature's birth he sets himself up as kind of a godlike figure, and i think it really highlights the duality of divinity / monstrosity as it presents in the book. also i think this one is important because he describes himself earlier as being unable to sympathize with the creature because of its appearance, but through his narration we see that if anyone were to be able to understand how the creature feels, it ought to be victor. idk i just think its cool! there's also a bit before this where he says "Oh! Stars and clouds and wind, ye are all about to mock me; if ye really pity me, crush sensation and memory, let me become nought; but if not, depart, depart and leave me in darkness" which is just very emo in a way i enjoy.
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