“Please.. You have to take a break Dimitri. It’s been over a week. She is gone..”

Thinking of what happened after Byleths disappearance ;’(

BLUE LIONS!!!!!!

(Edit, heck guys this blew up and while I’m really happy everyone enjoys it, it’d be scummy if I didn’t credit Ogata Tomio and Yoneyama Mai’s work for some of these expressions! Glad I was able to translate it to make our blue lions squad more angsty!)

Thinking about Chris Hackney’s iconic moment from this video

*this isn’t an edit or a screenshot, it’s 3d fanart*

My Byleth automatically choosing the Blue Lions cause of Dimitri

"And get this man a cookie" - T'Challa

A Treatise on Felix Hugo Fraldarius

Every day. EVERY DAY I’m thinking about the genius move in Azure Moon’s writing to have FELIX be the only one to warn Byleth about Dimitri’s darkside.

It’s genius because of its tragic futility. Felix is the absolute worst person out of the Blue Lions to reveal this knowledge, however, not because we won’t believe him. Except for perhaps about his feelings (textbook tsundere), Felix doesn’t lie—the game establishes straight out of the gate that he is a very blunt person. No, it’s not because we can’t believe him, it’s because both we the player and Byleth the character don’t want to believe him.

We the player are witness to Felix’s interactions with his fellow classmates, and with little insight into his backstory, his early supports paint him as an abrasive, unfeeling jerk who hates his dad and his friends and cares about nothing but fighting and…well, fighting. As most of the barbs and accusations we see him throwing at his friends are for the most part untrue (though he certainly himself believes them, so he’s not lying), we have no reason or desire to believe Felix’s claims about Dimitri.

The same goes for Byleth. The game establishes in White Clouds that she grows more attached to her students than she has to anyone before—in fact, by the end of the game, the implication is that they essentially restore her humanity to her, or even create it in her where it hadn’t existed before. If this is the case, and Byleth is learning from her students how to feel emotions, then why would she want to believe someone who not only tears her students down, but actively represents the philosophy she is trying to escape?

Furthermore, Byleth’s relationship with Dimitri is undoubtedly different from hers with anyone else in the monastery, even from the beginning. While the other students undoubtedly support her, Dimitri is one of the only ones to ask how she is doing as a professor. He’s always offering his assistance and support, canonically is the first to bring out her emotional side, and is the only one of the few to truly empathize with her after Jeralt’s death, even going so far as to offer his assistance in securing her revenge. As he is arguably the person she is closest to in this route, even from the beginning, why would she want to believe he is a soulless monster driven by nothing but bloodlust?

However, here’s the kicker—while Felix is the one she is least likely to believe due to her emotions, he’s the person she’s most likely to believe logically. As I briefly mentioned earlier, out of all the students, Felix most closely resembles the mercenary’s philosophy (no, not you, Leonie). He represents what Byleth used to be (this is kinda the reason I don’t ship Felileth, but that’s another story for another day). Felix even essentially says as much in their supports—much of those supports have a heavy emphasis on establishing their similarities.

Byleth tells Rodrigue mid-White Clouds that she understands Felix. She may not resemble him, or act like him, but she understands him, because she was him, once. She understands his logic, his reasoning—why he comes to the conclusions that he does. Logically, she should know that if Felix is calling Dimitri a boar, it wouldn’t be based on something petty like childish jealousy.

But she doesn’t. She refuses to consider it—she shoves it down and makes excuses. Throughout White Clouds, for the first time in her life, Byleth is caught in a war between her head and her heart—her heart, newly beating, desperately wanting to cling to this strange sense of care and family that she’s never truly felt before, and her head, the voice of the mercenary, the voice of Felix telling her to stop being so blind, to look up and see the evidence around her.

But that’s the tragedy of Felix, the true Cassandra of Three Houses. He knows the truth, but because he’s so bitter and jaded he can’t communicate, he will never be believed—and the one person who should believe him refuses.

A comic about the spectrum of responses to stress - we talk alot about the more extreme ends of this and trauma, but the more subtle and every day responses can be harder to spot. if we can understand our own and other’s responses better, problems Are easier to confront and blaming is less likely to happen :) hope it’s helpful!!

nose job turkey

an addition…

-maximus

WHO IS ENTERING MY HOME AND STEALING MY SOUL???

Black cats be like that sometimes.

@tastymooncakes

i have been waiting for this to show up in my dash forever

ITS BACK

THIS IS MY FAVORITE

IT’S BACK

This has to be up there with the funniest shit ever.

gonna reblog it everytime

IT HAS RETURNED TO US

Wow I have not seen this in years, tumblr classic

“What’s the story behind your scar?”

The story is debatable

BAKUGOU 👏 WEARS 👏 EYELINER

she’s the one || katsuki bakugou

summary: the three times katsuki bakugou almost kissed you, and the one time he did 

warnings: pining, mutual pining, resolved pining, cursing, drinking 

2.1k words

a/n: happy sunday, i had to take the opportunity to be cliché as fuck, sorry but not really

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Katsuki Bakugou was not the type to like puzzles – he had exactly no patience for that. Life has enough problems, why the fuck would you add more?

And yet, here he was, trying to work her out, turning her words and actions around in his head over and over like somehow the puzzle of her would click if he just thought hard enough. And, the worst part, he was doing it because he wanted to; he wanted to figure her out, why she made his heart beat so fast when she smiled why he hung onto every word that left her lips – why was he so damn fascinated by those lips? He found himself memorizing the way they looked pronouncing every syllable – especially his name.

His name, something he never really considered, unless Deku was calling him by that dumbass nickname, and yet, here he was craving to hear it rolling off of her tongue.

“Ka… Katsuki-kun.” Correction – craving to hear it come out of those perfect lips, sober.

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just the way you are

—you’ve always wished for a different body, but Sero’s only wish is for you to love yourself the way that he does.

warning: body dysmorphia, a wee bit suggestive content

word count: 2K

talk too much (until you forget how to speak) | h. sero

⤷ { the four times hanta can’t shut up around you, and the one time he’s too emotional to utter a word. }

word count: 6.1k

tags/warnings: fluff, just tooth-rotting fluff,,, & maybe like one swear word bc bakugou but-

i. the first proposal: elementary; 8 years

Hanta is eight years old when he makes eye contact with you for the first time.

He’s seated on a swing he crafted himself, fingers taut around the strings of tape that hang from a sturdy branch as his feet lightly dangle a few inches off of the grass. The sound of laughter fills his ears, leaving him hungry for some interaction with his agemates. But he knows what will happen if he attempts to join them. He knows how the kids will react as soon as their eyes latch onto the unusual shape of his elbows. He knows how it’ll hurt to see them migrate to another location, leaving him with nothing but the sting of their insults to keep him company. So to prevent the burn, he avoids the fire.

A shadow migrates towards him, providing him more shelter from the sweltering sun. He dares to look up, and he comes face-to-face with a young child around his age. Both of you are silent for at least a full minute as you glance over his figure. When your eyes settle on his elbows, Hanta bites his lip and averts his gaze back to his shoes. He already knows what’s coming.

What’s wrong with your elbows?

“Did you make that yourself?”

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HIM. THATS IT. THATS THE WHOLE POST. YOUR WELCOME.