dunce

(Link is to some lovely art that illustrates this point)

ending of nona the ninth got me like

sentences that send me into a coma that i never recover from

it’s the subtler shit. imagine you’re Pyrrha. you’re lying awake in bed on a doomed wasteland of a planet and you’re in your dead best friend’s body. in the next room is a kid, and you have no idea who she actually is. she eats pencils and she’s physically weak but when she’s mad she will break her own bones over and over just to communicate her rage. you kind of have feelings for two people living in the same body, and that very situation is killing that very body. You shave your dead best friend’s face every day. You will never have your own body back.

and i love when someone loves them. i love when someone sits with them, patient. they don't flinch at the snarling and snapping. they're not trying to fix it—there's nothing to be fixed. this is you, all of you, and ill wait. because one day, one day you'll take the treat. go on, draw my blood. spit and curse and rage. you're safe with me. one day, you'll feel safe with me.

What mundane items do u think the other companions would be delighted with?

never underestimate anyone lol

If my queen and kin now count me as foe, so be it. I prefer to battle to my dying breath than dwell in deceit.

last kiss

^ These lines in specific really get me man, the conviction in her words. There is no try, she is going to keep her kids safe no matter what, even if it means making a deal with a devil.

bass player shart my beloved

modern au laezel my beloved