#i want to throw hands

[weadapt]

…I feel like this is a really insensitive and messed up thing to say to Cal. Like what is that supposed to mean!? How is Cal supposed to take that?

“Hey, I would’ve liked seeing you at the age of like 12 years old doing forced, manual labor under horrible and dangerous conditions day after day as a branded and microchipped servant of a guild who you were completely reliant on for credits to get probably only barely the basics you need to survivor while at the same time trying to stay hidden from a genocidal Empire hellbent on finding you, killing you, or torturing you to become an Inquisitor, all which would leave you in constant fear of your life and cause you to continually relive, possibly with the aid of your psychometric ability, the most traumatic experience of your life—watching the person you loved and trusted most dying right before your eyes which would further enforce your feelings of guilt and remind you of how it was all your fault and that nothing you do matters! Yeah, really would’ve liked to see you in your younger days!”

I really hope BD-1 was saying some kind of nasty swear with his little “Boop!” because that’s a cruel thing to say to someone who had to grow up on Bracca after Order 66 and who still suffers from severe PTSD. BD did not sound happy to me when he made that sound and I’m with BD.

[jumalattomansuuri]

i have to get this out of my system.

i know it’s been quite some time since ssss ended, and even longer since minna’s announcement about ending it.

and yet i cannot get it to my understanding that something so beautiful would come to an end like that. the ending is so… bleh. ssss was something very special and important to me and many others. discovering it felt like a blessing of sorts, as it had everything i could ever ask for in a series. the world building, the concept, the characters, scandinavian and finnish mythology, different cultures, multilingual characters, adventure, action, horror, and the cozyness of the entire storyline.

this comic grew onto me so completely i feel like i can’t function anymore. it hurts even more now that i have read minna’s new comic, a meandering line. according to the comic she had plans to continue ssss for the next decade or so, or as long as she could stretch the storyline. she seemed to have been enthusiastic about it even when she already had converted.

but instead she’s now making a comic about christianity. of course these are her comics, always were, and what she decides to do with them is entirely up to her. but abandoning the project entirely just because your faith doesn’t align with that of the characters and the message of the comic? it’s heartbreaking and pathetic.

it feels like christianity has yet again taken something away from me. as christians (and christianity to some degree) already irk and terrify me, now they’ve done this; in the form of minna now being a christian. for me ssss is The Comfort Comic (or any form of media). the importance this comic held and still holds to me can’t honestly be exaggerated. i simply love it. i do. the author converted to christianity and BAM it’s gone. just like that. and it’s left me feeling empty.

what breaks my heart even more is how minna now speaks of it. on her website, upon introducing her comics, she seems to not hold any emotions toward ssss. i could of course be wrong, but it’s almost like she regrets her older comics.

maybe i’m being dramatic about someone else’s project but as a fan and as someone to whom this comic was sometimes the only reason to get out of bed i overall just feel disappointed. i wish things hadn’t gone like this.

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TL;DR: everyday i mourn minna’s decision to end ssss and hope she’ll one day continue it or else i have no reason to go on bro

[caramelcove]

*Obey Me Lesson 16 spoiler*

"I want to pour MC tea!"

You were murdering me less then 10 minutes ago, what are you talking about??????

Did I skip through the story too fast?

Why is everyone over the MC that evaporated

Who is the original, the time traveler or the vapor one????

I work hard to make this house a home and I only got two characters crying over what they though was my death

I do not get paid enough

[grace--le--domas]

elia martell deserved better

rhaegar when I catch you , when I can catcg you rhaegar targaryen'

[k0sch-31]

Whoever decided to stop writing which episodes were on which discs or at least supplying a list somewhere, I hope they get hit by a truck.

[sheriffspookypants]

Of course Snw had its angsty ass season finale while I’m on vacation. I’m on the beach trying not to think about how pikes compassion is his biggest strength yet ultimately leads to his downfall. How pike has to go on knowing that in an alternate timeline he accidentally causes a horrible war because he believes so strongly in federation ideals, that he hesitated to fire because he didn’t want to risk hitting the other starship that there really is no way out of this. And he does it with a smile. He walks on the bridge knowing full well that his fate is sealed, and he smiles lovingly and nods to each and every crew member, affection written all over his face. GOD-

[vxmorpheus]

I throw myself down a flight of stairs

I'm one of the weirdos that likes those frosted sugar cookies from the grocery store, alright? But the ones I got have offended me beyond any imaginable amount.

I thought "oh I like the colors! I'm gunna get these instead of the usual ones."

I get home and eat one.

The first fucking bite I hope I was imagining it. The second bite only confirmed the growing disgust

THEY TASTED LIKE FUCKING COCONUT

FUCKING COCONUT

WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE? STOP IT. STOP!

I hate it, I hate you (lofthouse), I hate these cookies. You can't take them and shove it up where the sun don't shine. Fuck off with this coconut bullshit

[snoozeagustd]

i miss bt21 era

[lhmilton]

Didn’t know that the show was released early and I waited till this mórbida to watch it. But my brother did and actually watched last night

[strawberrydykke]

yes all my favorite characters are desperate to be loved. no i don’t think that says anything about me

[puppyeared]

these two are so interesting to me

characters belong to @canisalbus

[beybuniki]

alternative universe where there are TWO epic fail sons in the todoroki familiy

[inkskinned]

they want to talk about mental illness and acceptance and how everyone is a little ocd it's cute and quirky and their "intrusive thoughts" are about cutting their hair off and you say yours are about taking a razorblade to your eye and they say ew can you not and everyone is a little adhd sometimes! except if you're late it's a personality flaw and it's because you are careless and cruel (and someone else with adhd mentions they can be on time, so why can't you?) and it's not an eating disorder if it's girl dinner! it's not mania if it's girl math! what do you mean you blew all of your savings on nonrefundable plane tickets for a plane you didn't even end up taking. what do you mean that you are afraid of eating. get over it. they roll their little lips up into a sneer. can you not, like, trauma dump?

they love it on them they like to wear pieces of your suffering like jewels so that it hangs off their tongue in rapiers. they are allowed to arm-chair diagnose and cherrypick their poisons but you can't ever miss too many showers because that's, like, "fuckken gross?" so anyone mean is a narcissist. so anyone with visual tics is clearly faking it and is so cringe. but they get to scream and hit customer service employees because well, i got overwhelmed.

you keep seeing these posts about how people pleasers are "inherently manipulative" and how it's totally unfair behavior. but you are a people pleaser, you have an ingrained fawn response. in the comments, you have typed and deleted the words just because it is technically true does not make it an empathetic or kind reading of the reaction about one million times. it is technically accurate, after all. you think of catholic guilt, how sometimes you feel bad when doing a good deed because the sense of pride you get from acting kind - that pride is a sin. the word "manipulation" is not without bias or stigma attached to it. many people with the fawn response are direct victims of someone who was malignantly manipulative. calling the victims manipulative too is an unfair and unkind reading of the situation. it would be better and more empathetic to say it is safety-seeking or connection-seeking behavior. yes, it can be toxic. no, in general it is not intended to be toxic. there is no reason to make mentally ill people feel worse for what we undergo.

you type why is everyone so quick to turn on someone showing clear signs of trauma but you already know the fucking answer, so what's the point of bothering. you kind of hate those this is what anxiety looks like! infographics because at this point you're so good at white-knuckling through a severe panic attack that people just think you're stoic. even people who know the situation sometimes comment you just don't seem depressed. and you're not a 9 year old white kid so there's no way you're on the spectrum, you're not obsessed with trains and you were never a good mathematician. okay then.

mental illness is trending. in 2012 tumblr said don't romanticize our symptoms but to be fair tiktok didn't exist yet. there's these series of videos where someone pretends to be "the most boring person on earth" and is just being a normal fucking person, which makes your skin crawl, because that probably means you are boring. your friend reads aloud a profile from tinder - no depressed bitches i fucking hate that mental illness crap. your father says that medication never actually works.

you still haven't told your grandmother that you're in therapy. despite everything (and the fact it's helping): you just don't want her to see you differently.

[dreamkidddream]

W H Y did Tumblr just eat my whole draft AGAIN

[queermustelid]

I really hope the rest of The Ratgrinders continue to be set up as opposites to The Bad Kids partially because that would be fun, but mostly because it makes Kristen's beef with Kipperlilly way funnier.

If anything Kipperlilly was set up to oppose Riz, who's way too busy to care right now, and something about Kristen swooping in to start beefing with this type-A rogue while completely ignoring some other narrative foil npc is a riot to me.

[elizabethemerald]

Don't Sneak up on People with Swords

@im-totally-not-an-alien-2 made a prompt about Danny sneaking up on Jason Todd and @sky00asara made a comment in the tags about what would happen if Danny did that to Talia. So here is my version of that! Enjoy.

Talia al Ghul watched her beloved from afar. He was out, again patrolling his city for those he considered wrong doers. Her son was by his side. She scowled at how Damian’s fighting style had changed, softened in the company of her beloved. Despite her love for the man under the cowl, he had a tremendous ability to take even the most ruthless of killers and change them to spare the undeserving. He had even tried it with her. 

She was hidden on the roof of an abandoned tower nearby. The tower had succumbed to fire and was now condemned until the city got around to destroying it properly. For now it made the perfect place for her to observe her beloved and her son work undisturbed. 

“Excuse me?” 

Talia whirled, drawing her blade as she spun. Her blade moved fast enough to almost cut the air itself yet the small shape ducked under her stroke and back-pedaled quickly to move out her range. 

“Jeez! Why is everyone in this city so jumpy!” 

The voice more than anything made her realize that the person who had somehow snuck close enough was an actual child. Their black hair and blue eyes made her wonder if this was another of her beloved’s adoptees. Except surely this boy was too young to catch Bruce’s eye? 

“Well maybe you should not sneak up on people?” Talia hissed, her voice soft yet stern. To say nothing of how a child who couldn’t be older than five had snuck up on her at all. 

“Well maybe you shouldn’t brood on the roof of my home!” The child snarked back, just like one of the Bat’s brood would, completely unafraid of the blade still in her hand. Talia raised an eyebrow at him then looked around at the burnt skeleton of the building they were standing on. 

“This building is not fit for human occupation.”

“Neither was the last place I lived.” He said dismissively. “This place hasn’t even killed me yet, so it’s practically a paradise.” 

She was tempted to take the child’s words as sarcasm, yet something in the way he spoke made her think he meant it more truthfully. 

“You’ve died before?” Talia asked. She relaxed her hold on her blade, allowing it to rest at her side. 

“Oh yeah, I die all the time.” He said, then he looked at her curiously tilting his head first one way, then another. “You’ve died too, huh?” 

She nodded, now examining him closely, looking for the signs she would recognize. She could see the hint of a scar on the boy’s palm that might have caused a death. 

“What is it with this town that so many people have died and come back?” The boy asked, apparently rhetorically as he didn’t let her answer. “First the stabby Robin, then the stabby Batgirl, then Batman, and even Red Hood. It’s like everyone I run into is contaminated.” 

Talia’s eyes widened. 

“You can sense those who have utilized the Lazarus Pits?” She would have to inform her father about this child. He could put the entire League of Assassins at risk. The child before her just shrugged. 

“I have no idea what that is. Red Hood mentioned some kind of pit as well, but I’ve never seen anything like that. I just know y’all are contaminated with ectoplasm, though not enough to make a core.” 

“What is this… ectoplasm?” Another name for the Lazarus Waters? Had there perhaps been a Pit outside of League control? In the midwest somewhere based on the boy’s accent. 

“Oh it’s this stuff.” He held his hand out and Talia couldn’t help keep her expression of shock withdrawn despite all her training as his hand filled with the glowing green light of the Pits. He held the Pit Water in his hand then tossed the glowing orb to his other hand in a half juggle as if he weren’t carrying the League's greatest secret and weapon. 

Nevermind telling her father about this child, he could never learn of him. If Ras had the power this child had under his control the world would never survive. There was only one option. She needed to train this child to wield this strength. With the stealth he displayed in sneaking up on her and his power over the Pits themselves he could make an assassin like the world had never seen. He could be the next Head of the Demon under her guidance. She knelt down to the boy’s level, slipping her sword back away as she did so. 

“Tell me, young one. Are you living in this death trap of a building all by yourself?” 

“Yeah, but don’t worry, I’ve got it taken care of. I know I’m little, but that just means people are less likely to notice me. I’m able to steal all the food I need from that big box store down the street.” 

“Oh of that I have no doubt. My name is Talia al Ghul. What’s yours?” 

“Hmm. I’m Danny.” The boy seemed hesitant to trust her, which to be perfectly honest was probably a very smart thing to do, but at least she had a name for this gift of Lazarus. 

“Danny, how would you like to come live with me? You won’t have to steal any more, or worry about food ever again, and I could train you how to fight even better than the Bats.” 

He narrowed his eyes at her, looking her over closely. 

“Would I get a sword?” 

“If a sword is what you want, then once you were trained in its use I would acquire one for you.”

Danny looked like he was about to nod, but then he froze, his head tilting to the side as if he was listening to something. His eyes widened and Talia tensed. 

“Uh-oh. Fruit Loop incoming. I gotta go.” 

Talia half turned as she heard the sound of one of her beloved’s grappling lines catching on the building’s edge. By the time she had turned back to face him, Danny had completely vanished. She hadn’t even heard him leave. She stood and scowled as her beloved landed on the rooftop next to her. 

“Talia.” He grunted at her, glaring all the while. 

“Beloved. Must you ruin every nice thing in my life?” Talia snarled back. The boy, Danny, had the gift of Lazarus at his beck and call and Batman had scared him off. 

Bruce looked momentarily stunned at her fury, but quickly hid it behind his mask. However Talia couldn’t care less about her beloved right now. She just needed to lose him so she could return to find the boy. The boy who would change the world with his power.