Also; people who claim this to be "bury your gays" is absolutely hilarious.
You could've closed your eyes, pointed at any character of the show to die, and you could've argued about it being "bury your gays". It's the gay pirate show. They're all gay. No one is safe.
But also, Izzy didn't die a "tragic, unhappy death". He passed away, surrounded by his found family and in the arms of Edward. Not Blackbeard but Edward. Eddie. His arc came to a satisfying end, and that's pretty much the opposite of the good ol' original "Bury Your Gays" trope.
Can we instead of focusing on negative things just applaud Con O'Neill on his magnificent fucking performance as Izzy Hands? He acted his literal tits off in this role. The emotion and frustration, but also the happiness and the silliness. Con you're an absolute mad lad and watching you on my screen has given me many many happy stims <3 I love you.
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Sunday manipulating you into loving him...
His manipulation is so good that you no longer doubt your feelings. It's hard to imagine your life without him, and it shows. You cling onto him like a baby bird and he is soaking in all of the attention like a man who hasn't had a sip of water in a millennium....
He needs you. He needs you like never before, he is love for you is ethereal and true. His devotion mirrors that of an acolyte worshiping their beloved god.
Please, love him in the same way he loves you, for nothing else shall satisfy him and his bleeding heart.
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I think not nearly enough people comprehend just how messed up Rika's and V's relationships truly was, actually. It is so easy to get hyperfocused on the big climax of their toxic obsession: the cult, the physical violence, and the secrets. But, like... You ever actually sit down and think about the sheer fact that V looked at Rika: a hurt, traumatized girl, terrified of being her true self, desperate for love she didn't even have a clear idea of in her own mind, safe for some very vague feeling she deemed to be 'love', and... He saw beauty in it. He was never malicious about it, nor did he even realize it fully, not until MC came into his life and pushed him into reevaluating his own worth as well as his views on what love truly is. But, at the time, he saw all that hidden pain and trauma in her, and he saw beauty in it. He was intrigued by it. It fascinated him. He desired to transform it into something even more stunning with his own two hands, analogous to an artist fixing his next big masterpiece. And she was his masterpiece. One he would paint and bend and mold into something he knew he wanted to achieve. It wasn't even a want, it was a craving. Not really knowing that he was just so racked with guilt and self-hatred after his mother's death, that he was merely trying to prove himself to no one but his own troubled and scared mind. To prove to himself that he could be an artist, and that he really could love like the sun. That he could save someone this time around, instead of losing them. Because, truth is, he could never be an artist, not in the way his soul truly longed for.
Rika was both his muse and his creation at the same time.
That's why he never encouraged her to get the help she desperately needed if she didn't want to do it herself. That's why he never got involved in any extreme ways until it became far too difficult for him to handle. That's why he told her time and time again that she was beautiful and perfect just the way she is, even when she herself would doubt and be deeply disturbed by his eager willingness to sink into the deepest of lows for her.
In a way, neither of them truly knew each other. It's a fact that they cared for each other at one point in time. But they didn't see each other as equal individuals to grow and change alongside. For Rika, V was her sun she adored and loathed all the same. He was not a person, he was just an anchor that kept her steady and a cruel reminder of all she could never be. For V, Rika was his canvas to pour his locked away feelings onto. She was not a person, she was a living proof of his ability to create and love in a way he desperately craved.
And in the end, that destroyed and scarred both of them. Not only them, but also many completely innocent individuals who were caught in the crossfire.
What a big, complicated, and horrible mess these two are.
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my stardew farmer ^_^ he doesnt have a green thumb for shit so he keeps animals and does mining
some tidbits i came up with while playing hehe
reclusive and doesnt really go out of his way to talk or visit people unless its an errand. but he also doesnt try to befriend others to get something out of it, so he has a very easygoing approach to making friends. on good terms with linus and sebastian since he runs into them most often.
if he respects or takes a liking to someone, he'll greet them with miss/mister (name). if you get close to him he starts using first name basis. if he doesn't like you, he'll refer to you by your title without using your name. only a few people have caught on to this.
the farm he inherited, Milky Way Farm, was the site of a meteorite crash and sometimes you can find shards of meteor debris littered around the farm (i picked the hilltop farm bc of this lol)
lost his sweater and pants a long ass time ago and doesnt have the time to look for them, so hes been working in his sleep clothes ever since
isnt actually grandpa's real heir to the farm... ;)
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RITFR is very fun for cutting out any reprisal of the actual phrase “runs in the family” both to not have that moment of musical relaxation so the melody can work in tandem with the instrumentals to build tension but also because it’s a nice representation of how Darry is so upset and in his head that he’s accidentally dropped the empathizing with his brothers, which only adds to his feelings — also it’s a fun underlying reminder of isolation from his family which ties into the “stuck between the role of a brother and a father” line from RITF, not to mention the many matters in which he truly is or at least feels alone (between Soc and greaser, as the one shouldering the main responsibility for the Curtis family which relates to the “there ain’t no one to bail me out” line from TITT, aforementioned brother isolation, unable to relate with his peers, feeling unable to be emotionally vulnerable until he hits extreme lows, etc), all again compounding his agitation in RITFR
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