braves moment


Not long before the end, I finally uploaded his Acadia pictures to my computer. He so rarely posts on social media that it wasn’t a priority for him to do anything with them, and I wanted the ones he took since we often split up who got their camera out to take the pictures. I hadn’t seen this shot, despite having a distinct memory of making him take it of me, and of his apprehension in taking his hands off the rock face to do so.

I don’t care that he’s the one that took this picture or that it’s from a trip I took with him (an amazing trip that I’ll look back on with fond memories for a long time, regardless of the circumstances - I suppose that’s one of the bittersweet benefits of parting on good terms). I don’t care that it’s not really the most flattering picture of me. 

I felt so strong and brave in this moment. I felt calm and determined on this terrifying hike despite the stakes (yes, that’s the drop off the mountain just a couple feet ahead of me). I want to be able to embrace that strength and fearlessness to make it through this hurt and pain. Because the view at the top of the mountain was worth it and the journey along the way was surprisingly thrilling.

Maybe I’m putting too much stock into things lately, but looking at this picture of myself gives me some hope that I can conquer this mountain, too.

I wish Eugene could see how good he is.

Without Abraham he’s lost all sense of who he hoped he could be. But he still understands where Sasha’s coming from and respects her decision because he doesn’t want her to lose her agency and he doesn’t want the others to get hurt, but he just can’t muster up the courage to do the same for himself. He’s so tired. 

It hurts that the moments when he was brave were the moments in which he liked himself the most. But he needs people to make him brave. I mean, the times he was brave were the times when other people depended on him being brave. But he sees no reason to be brave for himself. 

Because, look: It’s pretty fucking brave to be giving Sasha suicide pills when Negan wants to use her, and when the people closest to Negan know he’s the only one able to make those pills. He is brave when it counts, but never for himself. 

I think he thinks he’s worthless. I mean, he knows he’s smart and he has a lot of really valuable knowledge that can keep him alive, keep people needing him, but to quote Hermione: “Books, cleverness. There are more important things: friendship and bravery.” He saw those things in Abraham and Glenn and even though he acted brave with the RV, he doesn’t actually believe that he’s brave. He thinks he’s a coward, and that makes him worthless to himself even if his brain is valuable to the people around him. 

His base instinct is to be cowardly. He’s always worried about his own safety and survival, but I wonder if he sometimes struggles with why he’s so concerned about his own safety. What is it worth, anyway?


female character challenge: two mother/daughter relationships [1 / 2]
↳ Elinor and Merida, Brave

You’ve always been there for me. You’ve never given up on me. I just want you back. I want you back, Mummy. I love you.

A liberal Auri homosexual heretic lawyer professor and abortion doctor was teaching a class on Nidhogg, known dragon.

“Before the class begins, you must get on your knees and worship Nidhogg and accept that he was the most highly-evolved being the world has ever known, even greater than King Thordan!“

At this moment, a brave, patriotic, pro-church Ishgardian knight champion who had served 1500 tours of duty and understood the necessity of war and fully supported all military decisions made by the Ishgardian nation stood up and held up a dragon’s eye.

"How old is this dragon’s eye, shitehead?”

The arrogant professor smirked quite Syndicatishly and smugly replied “4.6 billion years, you stupid Papist.”

"Wrong. It’s been a thousand years since Haldrath plucked it from Nidhogg’s head. If it was 4.6 billion years old and dragons, as you say, are righteous… then it should still be in that bastard dragon’s skull.”

The professor was visibly shaken, and dropped his chalk and copy of Ars Almadel. He stormed out of the room crying those liberal croakadile tears. The same tears liberals cry for the “poor Brume dwellers” (who today live in such luxury that most own firewood) when they jealously try to claw justly earned wealth from the deserving aristocracy. There is no doubt that at this point our professor, Zöndöö Goro, wished he had pulled himself up by his bootstraps and become more than a heretic liberal professor. He wished so much that he had an inquisition to judge himself to death due to such an embarrassment, but he himself had petitioned against them!

The students applauded and all registered for service under the Temple Knights that day and accepted the church’s teachings as their only beacon of hope. A griffin named “Thordan VII Did Nothing Wrong” flew into the room and perched atop the Ishgardian Flag and shed a tear on the chalk. The story of Ishgard’s founding was read several times, and King Thordan himself showed up and enacted mandatory conscription for all Ishgardian citizens.

The professor lost his tenure and was fired the next day. He died of the Bastokan Blight and was tossed into the seventh hell for all eternity.

Semper Fi.
p.s. close the gates


Hiro calling Ando brave (✿◠‿◠)

Take a deep breath, chose. The path is there and there are, like trees, many limbs, avenues, if you will. But it all begins first, with a step. Beginning…
Forward motion and manifest destiny.
Some things cannot, should not, be stopped…
T.D. Remy


The one thing you can never stop is falling in love with someone!


Moment for a Change | Hogwarts!AU

The creation of the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry of Hogwarts was defined by the fantasies of four young and enthusiastic wizards who cherished a longtime friendship. The years they spent planning and organizing the institution proved all the effort worth it.

A millennium later, the dream of those four wizards hardened. Hogwarts is still standing; Hogwarts will always be, even after two magical wars and many other dangers. However, the threat that hangs over the school does not came from outside, but from the heart of the system of houses that composes the student body. The separation of students lasted for years, ruling out alliances in a way that nearly caused the destruction of the Wizarding World.

It is time for four new wizards, as different as the first ones were, to set foot on that charmed soil, to change this reality. It is up to them to prove that, regardless of which house the Sorting Hat puts you, the strength of unlikely friendships is what makes Hogwarts always help those who ask for it.