a father's love
oda’s descriptions of dazai in the dark era light novel are so devastating
“Dazai’s expression as he placed a finger on his forehead and approached the enemy—that of a child about to burst into tears—remained burned into my eyes.”
“‘He’s sharp-witted with a mind like a steel trap. And he’s just a child—a sobbing child abandoned in the darkness of a world far emptier than the one we’re seeing.’”
he just saw him as a child who yearned to be saved
Tubbo, plucking flowers: Ranboo loves me
Tubbo: he loves me not.
Tubbo: he loves me
Tubbo, picking the last petal: he loves me not :(
Ranboo, bursting into the room with armfuls of flowers: Wait try again i think that's wrong
/p :))
Stiles: I've already sent good vibes your way… they’re coming. There’s nothing you can do to stop them.
Derek: This is the most threatening way, I’ve ever been cheered up.
Stiles: Being a human is so confusing because you are basically an animal with a soul, so sometimes you're like, "am I experiencing a profound spiritual desolation or have I not eaten enough for breakfast?" Impossible to tell.
Derek, kissing the top of his head: Pancakes?
Stiles, smiling: Pancakes.
Steven: do you ever feel bugs on you when there are no bugs?
Jake: those are the ghosts of all the bugs you have killed.
Steven:
Marc: look what you did, you scared him.
Every time I read a headcanon about Bruno trying to be intimidating with Félix and Agustín when they started dating his sisters, I laugh, because I only can imagine this weak, tiny boy standing there sheepishly between Pepa and Julieta while they go on full intimidating mode TOWARDS THEIR OWN BOYFRIENDS with something like “you better don’t mistreat our brother or we’ll give you both hell”, and then Félix and Agustín staring at Bruno, who shrugs with that tee-hee face of him and says “sorry, guys, they feel guilty for monopolizing the space and food at mom’s womb and leaving me like this”.
Gabriel: yeet
Lucifer:yeet
Balthazar: skirt
Gabriel: skeet
Balthazar: yeet
Lucifer: skirt
The Empty: pLeAsE jUsT sToP
one of my favorite things on the dsmp is how many more endermen there are now.
people used to kill endermen anytime they accidentally looked at one from hundreds of blocks away. theyd show off how quickly they could get one to attack and cheered whenever they got pearls
and then ranboo joined! all of a sudden, people were hesitating to kill endermen. all of a sudden, these tall creatures reminded them of their new, timid, black-and-white friend. they saw how ranboo flinched at the sound of an enderman’s dying screams. they noticed how he hated eye contact, just like his ancestors. they’d wonder if this thing they were about to kill was a friend or family member of the kid’s. so they left endermen alone, logging out to avoid their anger and trading with villagers for their pearls
now, the smp is covered with endermen. its not uncommon to be approached by one on the prime path, or given a grass block while building. the tundras are filled with the humanoids, all of them knowing that there was no danger where the halfling boy lived. edward was mourned when his time finally came. now the members of the dream smp see endermen less as monsters, and more as friends :)
“Some of us, in our daily depressions and rages, were apt to stray, to become corrupted, irreparably so, and then our lives would be forever in disorder. There were even some who would resolve to kill themselves. And when that happened, everyone would say, Oh, if only she had lived a little longer she would have known, if she were a little more grown up she would have figured it out. How saddened they would all be. But if those people were to think about it from our perspective, and see how we had tried to endure despite how terribly painful it all was, and how we had even tried to listen carefully, as hard as we could, to what the world might have to say, they would see that, in the end, the same bland lessons were always being repeated over and over, you know, well, merely to appease us. And they would see how we always experienced the same embarrassment of being ignored. It’s not as though we only care about the present. If you were to point to a faraway mountain and say, If you can make it there, it’s a pretty good view, I’d see that there’s not an ounce of untruth to what you tell us. But when you say, Well, bear with it just a little longer, if you can make it to the top of that mountain, you’ll have done it, you are ignoring the fact that we are suffering from a terrible stomachache - right now. Surely one of you is mistaken to let us go on this way. You’re the one who is to blame.”
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Dazai Osamu, Schoolgirl
tommy: HELP! I TOLD PHIL I'D COOK TONIGHT BUT I CANT COOK FOR SHIT.
ranboo, pouring the milk into the cereal box: dont worry, my friend.
ranboo: you've come to the right person.