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#they never had a choice or a chance
indiefluencer · 2 years
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I have a lot of feelings about parch and killing.
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robynrileyart · 14 days
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hello here is the aomine family! mama and pops and baby 🥰
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wheelercore · 3 months
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Its rlly funny to me when people say henry chose to perpetuate the cycle because 2 me its like. The guy was stuck in an insane pedophiles basement lab for 30 years id be crazy too.
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juniemoe · 1 year
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AFTER THE LANDSMEET;
talking with alistair.
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jasontoddenthusiastt · 3 months
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Jason never got to be 16. makes me sad.
Not to deny that Jason not being able to make it to 16 in his first life is sad, but I mean he did technically end up making it, and he made it to 17 and 18 and 21 and so on and so forth, it just happened "in round two" so to speak.
What I think is sadder though, is that depending on whether he was 15 or 14 years old when this happened:
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There are one of two ways he would've spent his sixteenth year.
Option 1 (if he was 15 at the time of his ressurection):
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(This is 1 year post initial hospitalization)
Or Option 2 (if he was 14 at the time of his ressurection):
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(And this is 2 years post initial hospitalization, 1 year post escape from that facility)
Happy sweet 16th, Jason John Doe #265 :)
Batman Annual (1961-) #25
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rqg179 · 6 months
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zolf in rqg207 is so much. nearly crying on this coach over him turning around mid-battle ready to absolutely obliterate this thing, seeing hamid nearly dead on the floor, and stopping everything else he was doing because "absolutely not"
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rororow · 5 months
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to me mike is a guy who is inherently selfless but woke up one day at like age 5 and decided to be selfish and has done his level best to commit
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tigergendermoved · 5 months
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I don't like DDLC'S MC very much on a very petty level but I still wish there was more fic or meta speculation about him. I'm not interested in him as a character, though, because he's barely a character. Literally by the game's standards, he has no inherent "character file." He is the SCRIPT, if anything. All of his thoughts and actions occur within the little text bubble at the bottom of the screen, and so do the characters'. He barely appears in CGs, has no body sprite, and it is through his observations and his thoughts and his call to make choices that the game progresses.
I think that specific trait of MC is fascinating, especially given how deep reaching Monika's manipulation is. During Act 1 he is active, he is talkative, he has a definitive (and yet inconsistent, based on which girl(s) you're speaking to) personality. He has thoughts about just about everything going on. And yet in Act 2 he is reduced to dust. He stops having any kind of commentary and he almost never remarks upon the horrible occurrences around him unless prompted or unless it is something that could plausibly happen in the realm of reality, like Yuri abandoning him for 10 minutes and Natsuki collapsing on him. But even then he's still significantly muted. Yuri and Natsuki have a horrible fight and the only kind of response he tries to throw out is co-opted by Monika. He witness Yuri declare her love for him and talk about how she would love to pull his skin open and crawl inside of him and the only thing he has to say is "yes" or "no" when she asks if he likes her back. And then he physically cannot move or speak or react because the world is so far gone that Yuri's death has damaged him, the script, so much that all he hears is gibberish coming from her lifeless mouth.
And like... that's neat to me. I like that by the end of Act 2 the script is so off the rails and so far gone from reality that MC can no longer really function as a person, because the script is barely functioning. He stops reacting to anything happening around him and most of the conversations he has are just the girls talking at him. Monika has to literally rewrite the script and force Yuri and Natsuki to say things to further her agenda or keep the scene rolling. MC had a clear and very human response to Sayori's death because it was a plausible but horrible (and not forced) event that could happen naturally. Yuri's death was so jarring and away from the scope of the natural order of his world that MC (and Yuri, by extension) can only sit frozen and broken until Natsuki and Monika show up to force new progress.
Like Monika's effect on the girls has been talked to death and it is an interesting topic but I also think what she unintentionally did to the POV character of the game is also something neat. It really adds to the feeling of the world in DDLC being hollow. The MC is a half-character who can only react in incredibly predictable ways, and when the world stops being predictable, he stops being anything more than a walking camera for Monika to speak into.
#ddlc#this isnt even really a character analysis this is just my vague jumbled thoughts on this guy#ive always found mc interesting even if he irritates me#when i was bored and a middle schooler i used to imagine this self insert of mine in his place#what choices would she make if she knew the ddlc world was a farce? what choices would she make if she didnt?#would she be beholden to the game structure and choices written in the game's script?#could she change anything? how would she feel if she knew the girls in a context where they were her normal friends?#these scenarios were of course some random shit i thought about to make PE less awful#but it made me think of how horrible and strange it would be in mc's position#and subsequently how mc himself kind of never gets the chance to BE in his own position in a way#he is fully beholden to the whims of monika and whatever the girls around him are doing at all times in act 2#even in act 1 his personality and motivations fluctuates constantly depending on which girl u are talking to#mc is the script and the script is mc. he never had a chance to change anything and neither did you#the only way you can do anything in that world is to be a character a .chr a person. and mc is not a person in any meaningful sense#on the topic of 'hey wouldnt it be fucked up to actually experience ddlc as a Thinking Person'#'to your eternity' (anonymous author) on ao3 specifically chapter 1 of it is a cool fic based on that thought#anyways. i know mc mostly just shuts up because it would be lame if every time yuri's eyes bug out he's like 'jeepers creepers!!!'#but i think his dwindling presence makes him an interesting non-character ❤️#doki doki literature club
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buckttommy · 2 years
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I don't think 9-1-1 is in the business of killing off mains but I get the feeling something catastrophic is coming Buck's way and it's not going to be the car incident
#Time is a central theme that unites and binds Buck and Eddie but it is a theme that has been attributed to Eddie for the most part via#dialogue/context/circumstance/etc.#But last night Lev specifically mentions the concept of time in relation to happiness; not to Eddie this time but to Buck#in a way that simply cannot be mistrued or extrapolated or taken to mean or be associated with anyone else#Kind of makes me wonder about Buck's mental/emotional trajectory as well. Last season he clung to Taylor because he was afraid#of being left again. Understandable since he lost three key people in his life within a matter of months.#But they came back. And then Taylor was gone. And Buck's not clinging anymore but he's not happy either#so why the connection between Buck and Time? It's been so effectively established but why establish it at all?#Does he feel like Taylor was his last chance at the life he wanted? Wife. Kids. Happiness#(or at least some approximation of it)#That would put Lev's words into an even greater perspective: how he had this Thing that Buck actively desires and craves and it still#wasn't enough.#This thing that leaves Buck wondering 'if he had it all and it wasn't enough what will be enough?'#The question is: does he have the time to figure it out?#Because Buck might feel like *his* time js running out in the same way all human beings feel like there is never enough time#to heal the way they want to heal / achieve what they want to achieve / be who they want to be...#But Buck is a character trapped within a narrative he has no choice but to dance to#and that narrative is feeling so. Damning these days.#He feels like he doesn't have time but I'm willing to bet he has even less time than he thinks he has.
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hope-i-dont-choke · 7 months
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As much as I wanna believe that Buck is fully aware he’s bi and Eddie’s the confused and in denial one, wouldn’t it be hilarious if the guy who used to have sex WAY TOO MUCH honestly just never had the thought occur to him that he could be fucking guys too, and the deeply repressed catholic married-young-to-a-woman army veteran realised sometime while serving a tour that he was probably into guys, but just loved Shannon enough that it didn’t occur to him that the feelings weren’t being experienced in the same way so he just thinks he’s like “low-key bi” when he’s really gay and Buck thinks he’s straight because he probably just assumes ‘everyone thinks guys are hot’ and they’re both so stupid oh my god can they please just kiss already
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micamicster · 3 months
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okay in the spirit of the previous post we are going to brute force me into sharing random scenes from fics that are either unfinished or never going to be finished! we are going to do this collaboratively (im fair and benevolent) but i don't want to give any information about said wips (im cruel and dictatorial) so this is going to be a blinded poll <3 vote here <3
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saintchaser · 1 year
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sirius black, who excelled, who was bright, who was alive. sirius black, whose smiles were wide and whose arms were open, whose hair was tucked behind his ear, his wand poking out of it, whose sleeves were rolled up, whose hands were filled with scribbles, and whose ears were filled with earrings. sirius black, cigarettes tucked behind his ears, and love tucked in his heart. sirius black, books scattered across the floor and his tie hanging off the bed frame. sirius black, who has always done everything effortlessly. whose magic coursed through his veins, thick like smoke, liquid like blood, ever since he knew himself. wine spilt on gowns, the lost heir.
regulus black, who tried, who was bright, but who never shined as brightly as sirius. regulus, who kept his back straight and who kept himself composed, green around his neck, his destiny a weight around his chest. chaining him, heavy on his heart. regulus black, imperfect perfection. regulus black, neat handwriting on scattered letters, a quiet betrayal signed R. A. B., a scream dying in the back of his throat. regulus black, magic in his veins, but not nearly as effortless as sirius', not nearly as good, never as good as sirius. regulus black, the spare heir.
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sophiethewitch1 · 2 months
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the inherent romanticism of accidents. yes i spilled my coffee on you and there's no fate intertwining us but isn't that so lucky? arent I so lucky to have met you? even if it was never intentional, even if it was never meant to be, even if you might've not chosen me if you'd seen it coming from the beginning. we've changed each other, and whether its for the better or for the worse, its a sign you're here. it's a sign I'm not alone. it's a sign that no matter what, there's always going to be something out there for you. you just need to trip on it
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lovecatsys · 23 days
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oughggh something that makes me insane about the dynamic between Akihiro and Laura is that they're both outcasts who see themselves as Different than everyone else but the contrast is that Laura in the early days doesn't understand a lot of social skills and societal rules even if she has some idea she has a hard time following by them. but she Wants So Badly to be like other people, to be Human, she wants to fit in and she tries so hard to because she wants to be good, she wants to be better than her upbringing.
Meanwhile Akihiro has always understood societal rules and expectations, social skills, etc and is able to use them to fit in perfectly into whatever role he is playing at the moment, but he doesn't actually Care about following them at all. He's an outcast who has always viewed himself as being different than everyone else and he doesn't care at all about fitting in or trying to live in human rules. Because he doesn't care about anyone else, he doesn't want to do good, he likes hurting people because he has lost sight of their relevance.
It sets up such an interesting contrast between the two of them, Akihiro can fit in but he doesn't want to, Laura can't fit in but she wants to. Akihiro was groomed to be a killer and it's all he wants to be, Laura was created to be a killer but she wants to be good. Akihiro doesn't understand why Laura wants to do good and wants to fit in when she has such power, Laura doesn't understand why Akihiro limits himself by separating himself from society. They intrigue each other because they come from such similar places but have such different values and goals. But Akihiro is especially intrigued by why she is like this, and seeing this in her is what helped him change to be more like her.
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sleebyfrogs · 7 months
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Okay so just imagine like. You’re just a little guy. You have no parents and your grandfather who raised you has always disparaged and disapproved of the very fact that you exist, for reasons utterly beyond your control. People enjoy your presence because you’re polite and charming the same way they enjoy flowers in spring, which is to say in passing and ultimately without any real connection.
And then you meet this guy who is just like. obsessed with you. He always wants to be around you and he derives true joy from it without you having to say anything funny or clever or lie for politeness’ sake. He creates art that he loves of you and because of you. Indirectly, you are suddenly able to put joy and beauty into the world, anything into the world, because you inspire him. You never imagined you would leave any kind of footprint the way things were before, because nothing you had was meaningful or lasting. And he flatters you dreadfully, he tells you how incredibly beautiful you are, and whether you realise it or not, you can feel that at least part of this value that he has found in you, that he has given you, comes from that beauty.
And then one day you meet his friend, who is older than you and cooler than you and a lord, and so witty and eloquent that you struggle just trying to keep track of whatever the fuck he’s talking about (and he always sounds like he knows everything about it), and he’s been this guy’s friend much longer than you have, and he also compliments you on your beauty and so seemingly that is the only quality of any worth that you possess, right? And then he waxes on and on about how it’s the only thing worth having and explains that what you have is actually incredibly valuable and fragile and precious, and that you are inevitably going to lose it and there’s nothing you can do. And also he says all this while you’re having your gay awakening because he’s sweet-talking you in a way you’ve never experienced and it’s uhhhhh it’s something. So then while you’re having a complete existential crisis over this your mutual friend calls you over to show you the most exquisite painting you’ve ever seen in your life and it’s of you. You didn’t know you could be so beautiful to anyone, you didn’t know he could create anything so beautiful, you didn’t know beauty on this level could even be captured in art. And that’s how he sees you, continually, without you having to make any effort to please him? Just to be yourself is enough to have inspired this incredible thing? You might cry. And then you realise he created it here and now and of you because on this particular day of June, you are twenty years old, and young, and pretty, and once you age out of that, you will lose the one thing anyone has ever valued in you, and surely also his interest, and you will be alone again, and worthy of nothing and no one. And because you’re also twenty years old and privileged and inexperienced you’ve never learned any capacity for nuanced thoughts and say things that are incredibly rash and stupid and regrettable.
So I’m not saying Dorian did nothing wrong but I am saying in his position I’d definitely have been a vain and terrified idiot too
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mydemonsdrivealimo · 1 year
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for those of you who wanted jensen in a corset, i have delivered
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more versions under cut <3 (rbs are greatly appreciated !!)
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