Don’t Shoot Thy Messenger.

i chase the sun with my eyes down, down behind the mountains and i gaze upon clear night skies behind my fingers; the star we once promised to take care of shines between them. your voice is hoarse from talking too much, you are laying down with an arm under your head and i vaguely remember how talking with you felt like because dust has covered my memories after too many years. i'm still spending the best hours of my day thinking about you

timebomb !

ohg. did a little animation

nothing complicated. guy angry about being trapped in a gif.

Just create the thing you want to create. Because who's going to stop you? Oh, it's you yourself? Well you can't let that bastard win, can you?

when furudate wrote “today you happen to be the defeated. but what will you become tomorrow?” and then “nothing would ever get started if they didn't first think, 'let’s give it a try.'” and then “he who climbs the ladder must begin at the bottom” and then “we’re not limited to just one way of being great” and then “being weak means that there is room to grow” and then “does losing prove that you are weak? isn’t losing difficult for all of you? a challenge where, after ending up on your hands and knees, you must see if you can stand up again? if you stay on your hands and knees, that proves that you are weak.”

gaining xp in the knowledge skill

your honor who gives a fuck. like for real

I need you all to understand how insane it is that Mizu literally almost dying and being overpowered by hundreds of men is placed adjacent to when she let herself be intimate with the man who would eventually betray her. The way those scenes were cut was intentional in the way that yeah, Mizu was just reminiscing of her old life in how she became the ‘monster’ she thinks she is, but it’s also how it implies that IT FELT THE SAME TO HER. Being vulnerable has ALWAYS led to life or death ultimatums, so much so that now she associates them all together. Revenge or love, what’s the difference? Are they not the same? She doesn’t have the luxury of allowing herself that intimacy, because the love has always been tainted by betrayal and that betrayal has always led to bloodshed; her or them.