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zedif-y · 1 year
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Joel wakes up screaming.
His first thought, honestly, isn’t very coherent. A mishmash of need more time and a throat-tearing scream escaping him as he opens his eyes to–
His scream dies down. Joel looks around– at least, he thinks he’s looking around. Hard to tell when it’s all pitch black and he can’t see a thing, is he sure his eyes are working–?
Joel brings a hand to his face, “Did I go blind– What the heck!”
His voice comes out shrill, a hair away from a shriek (because no, it wasn’t a shriek, it was all manly and stuff, thank you.) as his hand kind of– it kinda–
He knows where his head is. Obviously. Be a bit weird if he didn’t. He knows where his head is, and he knows where his hand is. Both are important. So when he reached towards his head, right, gotta see if there’s a cloth over his eyes, or if he’s gone blind or whatever stupid thing must’ve happened to him after… After he…
His thoughts go fuzzy for a second, like that feeling you get when you think you’ve forgotten something but can’t remember what. Like knowing the shape of something you’ve lost, its absence so pressing that it chokes you like sand, clogging your lungs with each second it's gone but what the heck is it–?!
Where was he, again?
Oh. Right. He was freaking out.
The point is– because there was a point, right before things got all weird there– his hand went through his head.
It… He doesn’t even know how to explain it. It felt like… Not much, really. Didn’t feel like anything. But that’s the issue with it, the issue of something should be there, like skin and muscle and bone and perhaps even a brain. But instead, Joel put his hand where his face should be and he felt nothing, no matter how hard he tried, how far he reached and pushed and–
Joel wants to scream. Or laugh. Or cry. Either of the three, though preferably not that last one.
It’s so weird. He just wants…
There it is again. That feeling. The clawing, desperate something in his chest that twists and writhes–
“Hey, Joel.”
Joel screams. (First option, then.)
Jimmy just stares at him, unimpressed. His sunglasses are blocking his eyes.
For some reason, it makes Joel want to cry.
Jimmy sighs, “Are you done?” Joel gapes at him.
Are you serious, “Am I d– What the heck, Jimmy?” He snaps, “Don’t sneak up on me like that, I’m not bloody Grian–”
Since when did Jimmy get so quiet, anyway?
“Of course you’re not Grian,” Jimmy says, his voice all weird. Off. “It’d be easier if you were. He’s already moved on.”
Joel’s hackles rise, “What d’you mean it’d be easier?” He snarls, like snapping teeth. “And he hasn’t moved on, he’s just–”
“Looking for new friends?” Jimmy deadpans. Joel’s jaw clicks shut. “ ‘s what I thought.”
Oh, Joel wants to punch him in the–
Wait a second.
It comes back to him then, slamming into him like a wave. The bubbling, helpless laughter in his chest as he leaps and runs across a flimsy dirt bridge. The way he knows he’s fallen before, fallen a million different times and came out both dead and alive but he doesn’t care.
("–you can't keep doing this–")
He doesn’t (didn’t) care, because why should he, he’s got– he’s got water. He’s got water, like everyone else on this blumin’ server, he’ll live, surely, so there’s no need to be scared.
("–got to let go, eventually, right–?")
No need to worry, even as yellow feathers plummet and disappear from view and lightning strikes where Jimmy’s voice cut off–
“Joel!” Jimmy shouts, practically right in his face. “Joel, are you even listening–?”
This, Joel decides, is not Jimmy.
It's got the shape of Jimmy, sure. Right hair and face and everything. Right voice, right bloody curve of his eyebrows, which makes Joel laugh, because it isn't him.
It can't be. It can't be, because Jimmy's dead. Jimmy's gone, he ran out of time because he fell like an idiot so no, this can't be him, there's no way.
On all levels except physical, Joel can't seem to breathe.
There's no way this is Jimmy, he thinks, just the right amount of hysterical. It's just not possible.
Because if this is him, (and that's a big, gigantic if) then that means– That means wherever he went, Joel followed. Joel followed, and now they're in the Void, or Limbo, or whatever the heck it's called, and that means that Joel–
Joel failed Grian, too.
"You're not Jimmy," He says at last, with his not-there tongue and not-there face. His voice sounds distant. "He'd be like, crying. Screamin' about dying first again, going oh my gosh!" Joel tells Not-Jimmy, pitching his voice up and then laughs, laughs, and laughs.
Until he can't breathe. Until it hurts to.
Until it's not much of a laugh at all.
Light shines on Not-Jimmy's sunglasses. He's still the only thing Joel can see.
Joel reaches out, pretending to see two, shaking hands grab Jimmy by the shoulders. He pretends, thinks about it hard enough that he almost feels the texture of Jimmy's denim under his palms. He thinks, imagines, pretends, whatever, that the fabric crinkles under his touch, that the sob that makes his way past his lips is a laugh as he says, "I'm sorry."
Something wet trickles down his not-there face.
" 'm sorry, Jim," Joel rasps out, and it hurts. "You weren't supposed to– I had a surprise for you, you know?"
Jimmy's voice is quiet, "What kind of surprise?" He asks, and Joel…
Joel thinks he might be falling apart.
(Or maybe, his mind supplies, he shattered a long while ago. Like glass hitting the floor.)
He grins, or at least, he tries to. "I was gonna break your curse," He confesses, with his terrible, trembling mouth. "I was gonna sacrifice myself for you, be all heroic and everything."
Jimmy says nothing. Joel still can't see his eyes.
"I'm sorry."
He's getting tired of pretending.
"Will you come with me now?" Jimmy– Not-Jimmy says, his voice ringing like the toll of a bell. "You've said your piece, not many are afforded that luxury."
Joel blinks. Death stands before him, no sunglasses to cover empty sockets.
For a moment, Joel considers fighting. Again, and again, and again.
But he is so, very tired.
He sighs.
I don't feel very lucky, Joel wants to say. And you still aren't Jimmy. 
"Whatever," He says instead. He feels his entire being slip away like sand, like time held tightly between two fists. "Take me away, or whatever it is you do."
Joel closes his eyes, "I'll tell him when I see him."
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It's about like.
Willow fought to be seen as strong, because she is and for a very long time people not only convinced her that she wasn't, but that a lack of strength correlated to a lack of worth. And because of this past of having to prove herself and rediscover who she is and could be, Willow accidentally internalized the idea that others perception of her as strong is conditional on her always succeeding despite the obstacles, always staying in control and on top of things, always being the shoulder to cry on, etc etc.
And to an extent, she was right! Amity (unintentionally and well meaningly) refused to acknowledge willow's strength, leading to her having to prove herself, Boscha takes great pleasure in pointing out the chinks in willow's armour because Boscha feels better about herself when someone else is beneath her and she most often makes Willow that target. These are examples in which someone (correctly) paints Willow as pretending to be strong, but act like if they peeled back that facade, all you'd be left with is weak, half a witch willow. Whereas Hunter and Gus understand that even if you peel back willow's front of strength to see the more vulnerable side of her, there's still a strong foundation that takes little time in getting back into the swing of things once she's let it all out. Willow can be reliable and have debilitating anxiety. She can be whiney and needy and still be brave and powerful. Reliable people need someone to rely on too.
Willow's arc in labyrinth runners meant a lot to me because being consistently told that you are weak and need the help of people who love you but who struggle to understand you and see past their own need to protect you, by those people hit close to home and was incredibly validating to see. Somebody once compared the writing of those interactions to microaggressions, and intentional or not it resonated with me bc of that I think.
And now willow's arc in FTF completes this in a way that's very viscerally satisfying to me. Because proving your worth to people, no matter how successfully you do so, takes such a toll on your own mental well being and self perception. Bottling up your emotions so you don't drag others down is so difficult. And you deserve to cry like a big fucking baby if you've been doing this. Let it out!
For the future is an episode about being seen and heard, so to have Willow be so thoroughly seen and heard not just by the people who understand her best within the show, but also by the writers and consequently the audience is just.
It's what she deserves. And I love her very much
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simcardiac-arrested · 8 months
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attack for my friend @gaiaxyswitch of her character lena :) and then i drew her Againe. because i wanted to
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lena … 2!!!
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going clinically balls to the walls insane thinking abt that thing ONE said abt reigen having an older sister
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a-splash-of-realitea · 4 months
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There is no such thing as unbiased reporting. Not only check your sources but check where they’re getting their info from and the other kinds of things they’re saying. Even if you trust your source because you’ve gotten it from a friend or youve seen it a lot check it. EVEN IF YOU AGREE WITH WHAT A SOURCE IS SAYING, CHECK WHO IT’S FROM. The next time I see a link that’s supposed to support palestine and click it and scroll for two seconds and see something like ‘down with Israhell’ (that phrase has been a right-wing antisemitic dogwhistle for many many years) I’m going to explode. We can protest human rights violations and push for peace without spreading misinformation or propaganda.
Please keep in mind that if you just started paying attention to Palestine on October 7th, propaganda and misinformation pre-dates your interest in this. Jews have been in what is now Palestine for thousands of years, and the current clusterfuck dates back much farther than 1948. If you think there is nothing complicated, that there is no nuance in the current conflict, you don’t know enough about it. You can (and should) condemn the IDF’s human rights violations and condemn that warmongering idiot Netanyahu and support liberation of Palestinians and protest the occupation of the West Bank and apartheid and all the horrendous things happening there WITHOUT spreading easily disproven falsehoods about Hamas or falling for old shitty propaganda that uses Zionist as a code word for ‘Jew’. If you feel the need to post about the situation in Palestine beyond the obviously good and necessary calls for humanitarian aid, pleeease do just a little reading up on it first. Even just a little. Read at least the Wikipedia page on the war of 1948, AKA the Nakba (the whole article, if you don’t branch out to other sources; Israel and Palestine have different narratives about it, as you might expect). Read the Hamas charter of 1988 and the revised one of 2017 where they changed their language to be more palatable to international support, notice what they leave out of the more recent version, how they claim indigineity solely for themselves while implicitly denying it to Arab Jews who have inhabited that land for thousands of years, how in the newer version they call Israel ‘the Zionist project’ and erase the fact of the British colonial experiment that got us into this mess and lay all the blame at the feet of Israel. Horrible shit Israel is doing is just as important, but given you’re on tumblr, I assume you already know all about that. Just make room in your mind for multiple truths: that Israel is committing horrific human rights abuses with a tremendous disregard for civilian lives; that the Palestinian people are suffering and in desperate need of humanitarian aid; that Hamas is a right wing extremist organization whose leaders proudly say they will repeat October 7th over and over, and who call their own citizens martyrs to their cause after using them as shields. Hamas is not Palestine, Netanyahu is not Israel, and you are not immune to propaganda.
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reddbuster · 4 months
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I have so much stuff to reply to and doodle requests from people to finish but I’m sososleepy I think I’m gonna. Go to bed. My classes start up again tomorrow too fuckkk
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talesofduviri · 1 year
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wish it was may so bad already. bwah
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riacte · 5 months
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not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe]
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just-bee-lieve · 4 months
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IT’S MURDER ON THE DANCE FLOOR—-
AND YOU BETTER NOT KILL THE GROOVE!!
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invisible-brandy · 4 months
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screaming
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queerdraws · 2 months
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Fanart for a snippet of my most favorite heartbreaking moment from swordsmans's fic bone-breaker ospreys mate for life (rated E)
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providnce · 1 month
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#let her speak
Derry Girls (2018-2022) Season 2 | Episode 3
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scaredii-cat · 4 months
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Hey, hi, hello its me, #1 Senshi fan excited for the anime debut tomorrow :]]]]]
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obsob · 10 months
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happy and proud!!
✷(print shop)✷
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alfheimr · 7 months
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return of oc "marmalade" who prior to running away to the circus was a tailor who simply hated making clothes for other people. they just want to make fun fits for themself...... perhaps an exception can be made for the captain...........
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kenchann · 6 months
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rollo and ramshackle 🍤🔔🐱
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