#the endless cycle of

[styrofauxm]

Yeah you support aro people but do you listen to aro people when we tell you something you like doing hurts us?

[thirdtimed]

id like to think that the reason why the lifers are stuck in an endless reincarnation loop isnt out of some twisted malintent of the watchers or some mechanism of fate its just bc the winners keep making the exact same wish every single time

[tommowluvr]

#and then they died again 🤡

[rona-eser]

"Father, why eternal torment? Is it not cruel?

Is torture unending truly a fate fit for a fool?"

[sunderwight]

If Tianxi were T4T they'd both have survived.

Especially if the Old Palace Master didn't know about it (and why would he? I don't think Su Xiyan would tell him and TLJ definitely wouldn't). Somehow word gets around that the demon realms are celebrating because Tianlang Jun is going to have a child. OPM, already aware that Su Xiyan has shacked up with him (and furious about it), takes this to mean that Xiyan is pregnant and does his usual thing of locking her up and forcing an abortive on her while plotting to ambush and trap TLJ.

Except of course, Su Xiyan isn't pregnant enough for the abortive to do more than make her somewhat ill, and Tianlang Jun is too busy giving birth to fall for an ambush. Su Xiyan escapes, Tianlang Jun safely delivers Binghe, and they all ride off into the sunset with Zhuzhi Lang and threats of declaring open war if the other sects ally with Huan Hua Palace to try and make any kind of move against them again.

The old palace master never does figure out why his plan didn't work.

[frodolives]

How can a person be normal about the lord of the rings how can you experience that whole story with that ending and then just go on with your life

[feelo-fick]

doodles from varying times :] kicking my feet and giggling. put your hand in my cage youre safe :]

[jukoduko]

Animatronic designs based on their appearances in the FNAF 3 minigames

and Springlovin' (husband and non-binary husband sing together)

[rocketbirdie]

me when i'm fate and i've got one twisted sense of humor

[tanoraqui]

The Winchesters could not do Dungeon Meshi, but the Toudens could do Supernatural, you feel me?

[puppycharmz]

I threw chum in the ocean and the chum swam back, The currents arе recurrent evеnts!

I love associating the same band with different fandoms <33 anyways go listen to cheekface !!!!!

(textless version under the cut)

[buginateacup]

Listen I am here for the Goncharov marriage being rooted in genuine affection as anyone but when Sofia asks Katya if it was worth getting married and Katya replies "what is marriage but a way to escape the names of our fathers?"

Absolute chills.

[bittersweetresilience]

the great gatsby / kentucky route zero / koe no katachi / disco elysium / omori / night in the woods / homestuck / koe no katachi / l'étranger / disco elysium / firewatch / john dies at the end / everything everywhere all at once / the subtle art of not giving a f*ck

[muzzlemouths]

every time I think my DCA hyperfixation is starting to fade I'll see some art or hear a song or read a fic or think about their stupid face and the sleeper agent in my brain gets reactivated all over again

[reatheartist]

"This flesh decaying, but my heart's still beating...”

[sadclowncentral]

I haven't heared the door knobs and fascism thing before, can you elaborate?

gladly! i was referencing one of the aphorisms by Theodor W. Adorno, Do Not Knock, one of my favourite philosophical texts, certainly top 5.

I would summarise it for you, but it's quite a short text and i am not embarrassing myself by trying to summarise Adorno, so I have transcribed it for you under the cut:

60. Do Not Knock

Technology is making gestures precise and brutal, and with them men. It expels from movements all hesitation, deliberation, civility. It subjects them to the implacable, as it were ahistorical demands of objects, Thus the ability is lost, for example, to close a door quietly and discreetly, yet firmly. Those of cars and refrigerators have to be slammed, others have the tendency to snap shut by themselves, imposing on those entering the bad manners of not looking behind them, not shielding the interior of the house which receives them. The new human type cannot be properly understood without awareness of what the is continuously exposed to from the world of things about him, even in his most secret innervations.

What does it mean for the subject that there are no more casements windows to open, but only sliding frames to shove, not gentle latches but turnable handles, no forecourt, no doorstep before the street, no wall around the garden? And which diver is not tempted, merely but the power of his engine, to wipe out the vermin of the street pedestrians, children and cyclists? The movements machines demand of their users already have the violent, hard-hitting, unresting jerkiness of Fascist maltreatment.

Not least to blame for the withering of experience is the fact that things, under the law of pure functionality, assume a form that limits contact with them to mere operation, and tolerates no surplus, either in freedom of conduct or in autonomy of things, which would survive as the core of experience, because it is not consumed by the moment of action.