This single trailer has given me some of the best tech and suit-ups of MCU and I am GRATEFUL to see Wakanda as a whole. The art, set-up, music, costume department, everything about this trailer and movie is 1000% better than my imagination.
It didn’t matter how you built your pyre. It
still doesn’t. You weren’t sure how you were going to fracture yourself and
fall together in a better way - like gravity, like collapsing into a black hole
- but if death is an inevitability, surely the death of an ego is inevitable
It wasn’t supposed to matter, but it did. You
carried sadness around you - you did, you did, and you still do. So what would
come first, the sadness or the memories that caused them? It was a sick
juxtaposition - it was the contrast between ‘okay’ and 'not okay’. You think
that if you had never learned how to be happy in the first place you wouldn’t
be so sad now. You think there’s still plenty of time left to be happy.
What did they - the pictures, the chatlogs,
the people - matter to you now anyway? Physicality is easy to burn, physicality
can disappear - into carbon under bunsen burners, into smoke. It was what came
after you were afraid of - of not having anything to look back at, of not being
able to pretend that this past was your future. It was not having these
security blankets - not being able to read these conversations and trace over these memories until they were
as smooth as your bathroom tiles from wear.
You think about them a lot. If a relationship
has ten effort units total, and you give all ten, then you’re not going to get
anything back. If you look up to someone, if you spend hours social media
stalking, if you keep up obsessively without getting any acknowledgement of
your existence, if you write emails that never get replies, if you spend hours
upon hours drafting messages that never get read - then do you not force them
to look down on you?
And you wanted to become something greater,
to become a phoenix at the threat of rebirth - wanted something of revenge, or
regret, or some other unnameable noun that started with r. You didn’t want to
become something greater if they weren’t going to look back at you.
But not now. The pyre is built and the
funeral is ready. There are no white flowers, no observers, no wills or last
rites. Nothing but you and the flame. Nobody will cry for your death - but then
again, do you need anyone to?
I kinda hate how some ppl on tumblr gets so upset over dumb shit like this reylo fake story…like ok maybe its not the kind of behaviour you would want from a 40 yr old woman (if that part is even true for that matter) but there’s no need to torment this individual saying things like they’re a sad virgin loser or whatever. Its really ugly behaviour. Like chill. Go outside and pet a dog.
I wonder what if saru have a protective big brother and his reaction to reisaru/mikosaru ?
Maybe say in this
AU Niki and Kisa actually divorced after having two kids and Kisa
took the older child while Niki got custody of Fushimi. So Fushimi’s
still grown up all sad and unloved but there’s also his brother who
like met some teacher or adult authority figure that gave him
affection and attention and so he was able to grow up to be an actual
functional adult. He didn’t manage to be reunited with Fushimi until
years later and he could see how messed up Fushimi was, which made
older brother feel like he’d failed his little brother somehow and he
decided that he would never do that again, from now on he would make
sure Fushimi is always protected and cared for. Fushimi finds that a
bit annoying and stifling, like of course he’s all ‘I can take care
of myself’ and claiming that he doesn’t need anyone but secretly he
doesn’t hate that his big brother keeps trying to help him, it’s
mostly that especially once Fushimi joins Homra he knows that his
normal human older brother is too weak to protect him from everything
and Fushimi tries to put some distance between them because he thinks
otherwise his older brother will eventually break too, the way
everything Fushimi cares about does.
scenario, maybe this is post-betrayal but not by much and Fushimi’s
kinda low key dating Mikoto and even he isn’t sure how it happened.
The two of them keep running into each other at various times and
chemistry happens, and even though Fushimi refuses to admit that he
even likes Mikoto he somehow keeps ending up at Bar Homra making out
with Mikoto when no one’s around. One day the two of them have run
into each other out on the street and Mikoto just leans down and
randomly kisses Fushimi on the lips. As it happens though Fushimi was
waiting to meet with his older brother, who sees Mikoto kissing
Fushimi and is like who are you and why are you assaulting my younger
brother with your lips. I can imagine Fushimi being so embarrassed
and irritated by this, telling his brother to stay out of it while
Mikoto just smokes calmly and looks back at Fushimi’s brother with
this completely flat look. I think Mikoto would be more amused than
intimidated, like I just imagine Fushimi’s brother being all touch my
little brother again and I’ll kick your ass while Fushimi facepalms
and Mikoto raises an eyebrow and continues to smoke. Fushimi
eventually gets his brother to back off and then just glares at
Mikoto, who’s looking at him with this amused smirk.
maybe Fushimi’s brother is visiting Scepter 4 and walks in on them
making out in Munakata’s office. Immediately he like grabs Fushimi
away and is all accusing Munakata of harassing his employees and
you’re supposed to be a government worker while Fushimi stares in
horror and embarrassment and Munakata watches with the most amused
look on his face. Munakata I think would try to calm Fushimi’s
brother’s fears though, like laying out how he realizes that this may
appear to be inappropriate but he assures Fushimi’s brother that
Munakata has not done anything inappropriate towards Fushimi and that
this has all been with Fushimi’s full consent. Fushimi’s brother
keeps leveling accusations at him and Munakata just answers each one
of them calmly and rationally until finally Fushimi’s brother is just
sputtering well if you break his heart I’ll kill you. Munakata
sincerely assures Fushimi’s brother that he has no intention of
hurting Fushimi and probably invites Fushimi’s brother to come join
them for dinner or something while Fushimi facepalms in the
background (oh oh but imagine Munakata inviting Fushimi’s brother to
meet Munakata’s family and Fushimi’s brother and Taishi start bonding
as big brothers and exchanging embarrassing little brother stories
while Munakata just looks on in amusement and Fushimi wonders if he
can sneak out while no one’s looking).
I want to help. I don't want to argue. For your own sake and the sake of your misinformed followers you really need to take a look around Tumblr and exercise some critical thinking. Because you have it backwards. SJWs do exist and in fact thrive in great numbers. Anti-SJWs don't exist unless they are rare and/or isolated from community. I'm needled by SJWs every time I log on but I've never seen a single confirmed Anti-SJW.
There’s an old poker saying: there’s a sucker at every table, if you look around and don’t see one, it’s you. Have you ever considered that maybe the reason you’re constantly being Needled has less to do with the existence of a cabal of unreasonable zealots who look for problems where none exist and more to do with you being an asshole?
Ummmmmmmm but why can’t we just not hate? Why do I have to either be a Destiel shipper and hate Sam or love Sam and hate Misha/Cas or dean like ????????? Why is this such a weird concept to love them all????