#is this anything! idk

[that-angry-noldo]

The second you take your weapon into your hands, they begin to whisper: this will not be easy for you, noldoran; it is unfair that you go forth unwarned; you must understand there are no luxuries or comforts, in the land you're going to.

You do not understand: you know these things already. You know before you are only hardships and losses, only blood and death. Still they look at you with pity, and still they whisper behind your back: the Valar are cruel, to place the king in such a predicament; the Valar should have made the sailor lead the army.

When you step to the shores of Beleriand, the whispers begin to stir anew. The western king is all silk and gold, they scoff, his hands knew not work in the lifetime. What help is this—what use do we have of a spoiled noble?

He knows not how to sleep on nothing but rocks beneath him; he knows not how to bear cold and darkness. He knows not how to eat stale bread. He knows not hunger or thirst. Knows not how to set his own armour.

You think of time long ago, of time of darkness and cold. You think of counting the resources left and knowing, with horror, that it will not be enough even for the handful of people still left with you. You think of waking up in darkness and seeing no light but the pristine shine of lamps for entire day. You think of working yourself to the ground in forges, think of forgoing sleep and drink in favour to do more.

You say nothing.

As the day of first battle grows nearer, the whisper change. He knew not taste of blood; he knows not how to kill, knows not how to outsmart the foe. He will die, surely; will grow too terrified to fight; will cover in the last lines.

You do falter, at the first battle, if only for a second: for a second you forget there are cracks in the armour that you trained to aim at. You take the opportunity the next second, though. The flesh is surprisingly soft to cut through. Surprisingly wet.

Your armour is splayed with blood when the fight is done; you stand at the hill and take reports, hear the number of the dead. Your face is still calm; still polite.

Some look at you with surprise. Some with suspicion. You do not see; you only think you cannot throw up, not now.

You do not. You clean your sword, and straighten your back, and begin giving orders for burying the dead.

[muttmoxley]

sometimes im like "wow holy shit im being really fucking annoying. i should stop talking" and then i pull out my magic 8 ball and it says "youve always been annoying and your friends chose to talk you anyways. youll be fine" and im like wow thanks magic 8 ball. and then the ogre attacks me

[jamjoob]

HAPPY DUNMESHI THUR- *gunshoits*

[noelledeltarune]

EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt

[detectivehole]

this is what i sent

this is what i got

[mossy-aro]

[eruhamster]

not to be annoying but i do think a lot of people mischaracterize falin. shes got the most drastic canon v fanon thing going on. which i guess makes sense bc 1. we dont see much of her and 2. lot of the fan stuff are anime-onlies that have seen even less

but i think like a good 90% of the time i see falin-centric art or posts im like hrm hrm hrm thats all wrong no nope no-siree

she's just a cool chick that takes life as it comes, doesn't hold grudges even against a mother that apparently was trying to beat the magic outta her, finds her older brother the coolest person in the world, and has autism about observing life (and death, she loves the ghosts she has a connection to) and nature and taking care of things (including taking care of her brother, which is why she's even in the dungeons; she saw her scrawny mess of a brother and decided she had to fix that).

and i think my favorite part that people don't talk about is... she would have done the same for marcille or laios if it were one of them that was eaten. you could see it in her eyes:

it's what shuro misunderstands about her. it's easy to see her feminine, cute, good girl pieces and forget the rest of her. but she loves things to an ends-of-the-earth extent; the kind of caring that makes you a little insane. and that's how I think she and laios end up on the same page with their weirdness. they have different interests, but they are the same level of committed to those interests.

it's easy to love her, because she probably loves you just as much, if not more.

EDIT: for the love of god stop reblogging this only to add some comment or tag or reply saying 'op you forgot [BLATANTLY FANON INTERPRETATION]'. falin as we know her is not a pushover/people pleaser/infantilized, see this version of my post. also stuff like 'female shuro was in love with laios in the genderbent comic' and 'falin was going to marry shuro because she felt bad' are just things you made up in your head

[gendernewtral]

gilbert baker designed his flag with the express purpose of it including every single queer person. baker was so dedicated to making sure his flag was inclusive that he added another stripe in 2017, lavender, to represent diversity. the concept that it’s for white gay men came around later and needs to be changed.

can we please go back to associating the original flag, and ideally the modern rainbow flag, with inherent inclusion of every single queer person? instead of deciding that the original wasn’t good enough? personalized flags are important for representing those who have typically been excluded from the queer community, but reclaiming the original flag as a symbol of inclusion is important too.

[claudiaeparvier]

“Daddy Lou, when am I am gonna grow into this though?”

“We’ll find one in your size.”

[keymintt]

a comic/zine about coyotes

[onestormynight]

Jason Todd's pain tolerance and responses

[hinamie]

new official illust of them with puppies healed something in me

[fluentisonus]

He added, after a pause: “Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.”

Les Misérables, Volume I / Book V / Chapter III, trans. Hapgood

[aftgscenes]

It’s so funny going from Neil’s asexual pov to jeans definitely NOT asexual pov

Neil: Kevin is tall and has a tattoo

Jean: pretty boy with a soft smile and beautiful green eyes

Neil: Renee is a women and has hair

Jean: a force of hope and beauty, an anomaly in a world that’s ugly and bleak. She is the sun.

Neil: Jeremy is the captain of the Trojans and he smiles a lot for some reason

Jean: his bleach blonde hair frames his tanned freckled skin, his broad shoulders and tiny waist give way to his thicc thighs and ass

But also the reverse

Neil: Andrews strong unwavering frame and honey colored eyes

Jean: the tiny goalkeeper