I just noticed another Mikio/Taigen parallel.
The end of this relationship is Mizu throwing a knife at Mikio (what he thought he was teaching them), which kills him.
Awaiting the tea party with Heidi Shindo, Mizu and Taigen sort of start to bond. Mizu throws a chopstick back at him, reminiscent of Mikio’s death.
But Taigen catches it.
I feel like this symbolises the two men’s very different reactions to Mizu’s true nature and fighting ability. Mikio is caught off guard by it, Taigen is able to match it. It’s why Mikio leaves Mizu, and it’s why Taigen follows Mizu. It leads Mikio to cast Mizu aside, it leads Taigen to respect Mizu. Mikio calls Mizu a monster for it, Taigen admits Mizu is better than him.
It’s such a small thing, but it feels like Mizu goes “this is me”, and it’s Mikio’s downfall, but Taigen *catches* it.
Could also be nothing, but my brain went brr.
1K notes
·
View notes
Oh to find someone who can handle your overthinking…
5K notes
·
View notes
One time will not be enough.
Six Sexy Words
155 notes
·
View notes
I just wanna hide, so nobody can see me ever again. I want to rip my face off, I don't want to have a face. Not this face. I want another body or no body at all. I don't want to be me.
516 notes
·
View notes
Consider yourselves lucky Horner simps...this means war
544 notes
·
View notes
#147
"You did everything you could."
"Yeah. Even then, it still wasn't enough."
105 notes
·
View notes
There is nothing worse than feeling inadequate, yes, not even feeling hated. I can live with a person's hatred because it is outside of me, I have no control over it, but feeling inadequate is based in me, in the fact that I want so much to give, that I care, that I need to make this work. The fact I can't or people telling you, you don't cut it, your best is not enough, that you have been measured and found lacking. This really fucks me up. I know I have deeply rooted issues because the people I have loved most in life have always made me feel like this and told me in no uncertain terms what they thought. I give and I give, I try and I try but its never enough or good enough. I've felt inadequate all my life...not good enough a daughter, not a good enough a wife, which is why I am not married anymore, not a good enough sister, not a good enough mother. I don't really know if it is them or the really high bar I set for myself, the damn perfeccionist in me taking over. All I know is it hurts, it makes me cry, and it makes me want to run.
e.v.e.
305 notes
·
View notes