#his thought and his actions

[thewolfisawake]

Balmoral Being an Absolute Sap (aka Him Flirting with Mhoirbheinn)

"How can ah nae end up loving a' about my m'eudail? From your care a' the way t' your spite. ah love every bit. Ah love your violence. Ah love t' show every part of me fir your pleasure. Ah love a' the kinds of strength you have. Ah love you at peace an' restful. Ah adore every. little. reaction. Ah love it a' about you, Bheinnan."

"Nothing is ever wasted, if it is fir you. You dinnae need grand declarations you say but ah have t' say it so that you ken, it's engraved in your being how ceaselessly, devoutly ah cherish you."

"Come now, no need to be modest. Just with a single piercing gaze, strikes true to one's core. A figure already so distinct and to think, we have yet to finish that growth. And a yet waiting prowess laden with potential. How does anyone not notice? How does anyone not flit with the thought they might have encountered a baobhan sith? Or is it a leannan sith?"

"Some days I wonder if you have cursed me. For you are truly bewitching, Bheinnan. Your presence, your touch addictive. And if it were a curse, I have no desire to sever its hold. For it keeps you here with me."

"My leanan sith of destruction and ardor. If my fight be a well-loved canvas, then it only be because of the pull of my muse t' drive me. And a' of it merely a tribute t' my endless devotion."

"When the person ended up every bit of exceptional and then some despite everything…how am I not to fall for him?"

"M'eudail, my eyes always find you. Yes, even back during that time. Especially during that time. After all, how could ah no want tae trace your pure fine frame? Make an excuse tae hae your hair within my grasp? Hae a' excuse in the world tae make your splendid face starred with silver? When the sublime lies abreast tae you, would it not be tantalizing tae want tae partake of him?"

"Nothing of the sort. I have the divine with me, for what reason would I need an imitation?"

"You say to punish you. For you deserve it. Very well, but I will not bloody you because that is what you want and I will not be that kind.Because I know it hurts you when I touch you like this, I will do so. And because it writhes in your heart when I say, 'it is not your fault,' I will speak it. All this and more until you have had your fill of this torture…or until for even a sliver, you can believe my words are true, m'annsachd…"

"It pales in comparison tae the sublime befir me. A candidness thon ah feel only brings me closer tae thon pure brilliant heart. A gentle darkness thon enraptures and embraces yin so close like this. Truly yin so divine."

"A day I could finally capture your attention. A day where I could be able to have a taste of your being. A day of your reciprocation…indeed I have."

"It's pretty but ah hafta try harder fir yin just as lovely as you" (about getting hair accessories for Mhoirbheinn (which he has gotten a lot))

"Tae whit ah owe the honor of being graced by land's blessing made manifest?"

"M'annsachd, you are just that: a blessing. The only hand to reach out when turbulence threatens to drown any dissidence. The wings that keep one aloft. The only true levity of this world."

"I wonder the same. How can I possibly grant the bliss to a most precious being such as you? To the magnitude, no greater than the love you have gifted."

"To rule…that was all anyone wanted of me, asked of me, was why I was born…but you….oh, you…you were the one that gave me everything……you were the one thing I ever wanted for myself….all mine……"

"When I was little, there was a thread like this that brought me respite at a time where there was no hope, no future. What was tied to that thread……gave me strength to carve a path when there was none. So this tie is a reminder of that strength….and a symbol of my eternal gratitude."

"Centuries, I have toiled and reached for this. But this?" he held the diadem for a moment, "This was my duty. But you?" he gently placed it atop his head, hand caress and behold his beloved's face, "You were my dream."

[keferon]

I’ve been thinking about the fact that Drift and Deadlock are actually the same person

[bonefall]

Anyway. Bi and Mspec Lesbians aren't a hotly "debated" topic or even new to queer culture, it's just the newest thing that bullies who REALLY want to be homophobic and even racist use to justify harassing gay people they don't like.

It's the thinnest possible veneer of progressive language wrapped around TERF and reactionary rhetoric so that they can feel righteous for forming an angry mob against vulnerable targets. If you're gullible enough to fall for the newest wave of bigotry within the queer community, and turn on your allies because they're "confusing" or "invading your spaces," the SAME way they turned on bi/pan labels, trans people, xenogenders, neopronouns, and aroace people before this, then get lost.

[raepliica]

(content warning: blood)

Sewed Up Heart

[ID: A Trigun comic done in grayscale with red accents. First, an anatomical heart gushes blood, forming a puddle which shifts into Vash's coat. Vash's gloved hands can be seen sewing up a tear at the hem.

Vash raises his hands, which are now bare and covered in blood. He looks sweaty and distressed, and he raises his coat to his face and cries into it. His clenched hands rip the sewed portion apart, and the red thread leads to a heart whose own stitches are tearing apart. The background gets darker and darker, and the red looks brighter and starker against it.

Then the background returns to white, and brown-skinned hands using embroidery scissors snip a red thread. Wolfwood holds up Vash's repaired coat, grinning proudly, and does a happy thumbs-up in Vash's direction. Vash lifts his head, seeming distant.

Wolfwood holds out the coat. As Vash puts out his hand to take it, the cloth is replaced so Wolfwood is dropping a sewed-up heart in Vash's hand. Vash rubs the coat against his face with a teary smile. End ID] ID CREDITS

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girl found dead in a hidden room.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[julijbee]

girlbossing too close to the sun.

[moodyseal]

TOApril Day 11 - First Meeting

"Oh! Hello, tiny god. You're the new Olympian everyone's been talking about, aren't you? Nice to meet you."

I don't have many ideas for the next few prompts so I thought I'd catch up on some of the ones I missed instead! Here's Apollo and Helios for day 11 ✨

[turtleblogatlast]

No but like every time I think about Splinter and what he had to go through just to keep the boys alive, my heart hurts for him so badly. Is he perfect? No not at all, but none of them are and by god does he love his sons.

The fact that all of them are alive, and grew to thrive despite the circumstances surrounding them is a testament of how much Splinter loves his boys. He raised four babies following the most traumatic time of his life, all alone with nothing but the sewers to house them (to hide them.) I feel like he’s not given the credit he deserves for all he’s done.

And I get that it’s easy to hold up his flaws and faults when it comes to parenting, I myself like looking into them because flawed characters are super interesting and said flaws make them more realistic and engaging, but he tries, and again, so many others would have given up on the boys or failed along the way but Splinter didn’t.

He’s their father, for all his faults he did his damndest to make sure they survived.

[fluentisonus]

thinking about it again (saturday night at sea by george cruikshank)

[majimasleftasscheek]

eeljima for MerMay 👀

[quaranmine]

i have to say the entire thing with blowing up mumbo's door was just. flawlessly executed in both concept and result. grian's like number one personality trait on the hermitcraft server, aside from being a troublemaker, is how much hes obsessed with mumbo. this man is completely deranged about mumbo. he's made it ABUNDANTLY clear he wants that crown just for the sake of having an object that proves he's mumbo's best friend. everyone knows this and has known this since he joined the server.

so to then take this desire, and trick/force grian into setting off a tnt trap that destroys mumbo's FANCY REDSTONE DOOR? oooh. ooohohohoh. it's so good. it immediately lands grian in a position that looks terrible, where he has to justify and explain what actually happened. it's redstone so he obviously can't fix it, unlike if just a portion of the build was blown up. he can't pretend it didn't happen and fix it before mumbo sees, because the tnt was placed where it actually hurts: the redstone design. it interplays perfectly back into the original sin of breaking doc's machine.

it also plays the psychological card--mumbo's only got one best friend, and it's not you. how could it be you? look how you just blew up something he worked so hard on! you can have the crown, but it's your actions that matter, and your greed to prove your friendship to mumbo with the crown has forced you to hurt him instead. it uses grian's desperation (insecurity?) against him to (potentially) drive them further apart. OUCH.

10/10 flawless torture. i'm incredibly pleased.

[linktoo-doodles]

you still have time to decide, takenaka

[coddda]

Light Yagami is so insane specifically for the way that he manages to contradict himself in every way possible. Like I think about it All the time.

He doesn't make mistakes. He makes the same mistakes every single time in every single universe, just in different ways.

He sticks strongly to his own beliefs. He betrays himself and his own ideals by doing exactly what Light Yagami would do, no matter what version of Death Note it is. He betrays himself by seeking out a "better" means of justice, he betrays himself by trying to protect others, by just living and being bored and trying to avoid ever doing wrong. His very existence is a betrayal to himself.

He is proud to be his father's son, he wants to live up to his image more than anything else, he takes after him so much and people can tell. He uses his father for his own gain until the bitter end, sometimes it kills him. He loves his mother and his sister so much. He doesn't see them for the majority of the story, sometimes at a certain point it's like they're forgotten altogether. He won't think of them when he inevitably dies.

He asks himself what Light Yagami would say or do. He is Light Yagami. He asks himself what Kira would say or do. He is Kira.

He thinks everything he does through carefully and methodically, sometimes to unnecessary degrees. He is So fucking impulsive, sometimes his plans are outright clumsy.

He has a successful social life and can make just about anyone like him in just a few minutes. There is hardly a single genuine personal connection he has to another person in the series that he does not outright abandon or squander. He has everyone on his side, even if they think they're against him. In the end he realizes there is nobody left, that he is alone and all that is left is himself and his enemies.

He'll have a literal breakdown and collect himself completely within the next half a minute as if nothing happened. He compartmentalizes emotions like it's second-nature. He is losing his shit in his own head. He never stops thinking.

He acts almost disturbingly normal and polite. He acts and thinks like he does not know how to be normal, under everything he is bitter. He is the most put-together guy ever. He is an actual mess.

If you ask him if there's ever been a point where he's actually told the truth, he'll find the most roundabout way to tell you that he is "just like everyone else" in that regard. If you ask him if he has any understanding of the human heart, if he has ever experienced hunger, if he actually has interest in academics, if he knows how to love, he would tell you that he is just like anyone else. Yeah, that was all a reference, sorry. Do you think Light Yagami has ever sought friendship?

He sees himself a God. He is so, so terrified of death. He wants his life to mean something. He manages to only destroy everything and anyone his life has ever touched.

His name is spelled "moon". It's pronounced "Light". He's everything because he's at the top of the country, he's nothing because he's satisfied by none of it. He's everything because he now has everything he's ever wanted (he came across it by mistake), he's nothing because no matter what he fails and life goes on, every single time. He wants the world to know of his existence. By the time he dies most people won't even know who Light Yagami or Kira really was, what the full picture really looked like.

Every single time Light Yagami, without exception, will eventually betray himself and make the same mistake and faces the consequences and eventually die, then cease to exist. He makes mistakes, he does things that are wrong. He will almost never realize that he was wrong. He will lie to his enemies, allies, friend, family, accomplice. Does that mean he only tells the truth to himself? Well. That would have to come with the assumption that he's ever told the truth even once, from the moment he was born.

[awkwardtuatara]

Thinking about how Moist's scams and cons are rooted in a cynical belief that those bastards would try to trick me if they could as well. That's his justification for his actions, other than just because he finds it thrilling. And he sees what he does as ultimately harmless - he doesn't kill or maim, slips in and out of lives without a trace - so he doesn't recognize that his actions have meaning until Mr Pump hits him with 2.338 statistical deaths, and doesn't accept it until he finds out Adora Belle was hurt by his scam.

He's wounded so many people. Sure there are the people he believes everyone to be, the ones he relies upon for his scams to work, who try to take advantage of him and are cheated in turn. But there are also desperate people, people who weren't directly involved like Adora Belle, maybe even people who against all odds still tried to be kind to a stranger and were punished for it. And he just isn't capable of realizing that maybe people are real for longer than he sees them for, that they have lives to live and worldviews that can be shredded with too many hurts. He can't accept that people are capable of more than cynical pragmatism, of don't hurt others because they might hurt me.

But all throughout Going Postal, that idea of his is disproven again and again. There's Stanley and Mr Groat, who eke out a little coexistence despite being forgotten, and the elderly postmasters who join him just because they loved their job; there's Adora Belle Dearheart, who was wounded and cheated in life from so many sides and still used that resentment to help marginalized people. Although his own perspective focuses more on who he is rather than a new understanding of who he was, and he rarely reflects on just how much his worldview changes from beginning to end (except when confronted by Adora Belle), he still goes from doing selfish things for selfish reasons to doing things that benefit everyone, especially those he cares about, for selfish reasons. He can still enjoy the exhilarating game of creating new personas and pushing his luck while believing a bit more that humans can be genuinely earnest people as well. And as he approaches that truth, he becomes invested in his life as well, because now he has to stick with it.

Going Postal's about redemption in many ways - the idea that atonement doesn't lie in fixing every mistake you've made, but in moving on and trying to prevent making them again, in recognizing your own crimes being done by others and working against them.

Isn't that at least a little hopeful? That, ultimately, the world isn't so cynical and bitter as you've based your entire life on? That it isn't so difficult to exist after all? It's a lot to take in, but so is any paradigm shift.

[burnyourvillage1968]

Ace: Hey MC do you like riddles?

MC: Yeah sure, why?

Ace: (Showing behind him that there's several Riddle look alikes) Here.

MC: What did you-

Ace: Bye! Gotta go! The spell be over for 7 hours!!

*All the Riddles sent Ace a glare that would kill him on the spot if he didn't run fast enough.*

MC: (Sighs)

Riddles: ...

MC: (Turns and smiles at him) Wanna come in from tea and discuss Ace's punishment?

*All of the Riddles smirked with the same malicious glint in their eyes.*

[sarcastic-hats]

Act I: Knowing and believing are two different things.

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